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the colorman book coverReviewed by Hannah M.

“As the colors snaked their way out onto the pale neutral face of the palette, they asserted themselves individually in their diverse personalities. The Ultramarine hummed into deep and rich low mound, the Yellow Ochre sluiced out hard and straight, the Viridian and the Burnt Sienna made juicy, layered mountains.” – Erika Wood

I honestly had difficult time determining whether or not I liked The Colorman. Like the art it so vividly creates, it is unapologetically what it is. Erika Wood manages to be simultaneously poetic and candid, pure and muddled.

Following this character-driven story is like watching the development of a painting and Wood’s descriptions of art also provide deeper insight into characters. Like paint on a palette, the characters begin in their own worlds, wrapped in their own cares, and completely unaware of the others’ existences. They begin to mix, some blending harmoniously while others clash gaudily. In the end, after much trial and a considerable amount of error, the work is finished. All the colors (and characters) have reached a sense of harmony and purpose. The reader can finally stand back and say, “Ah.”

On a cautionary note, the tale does begin in the bustling New York modern art scene. One “artist” hurls peeled bananas to her feet and screams pop song lyrics, all while wearing nothing but a sexy pair of heels. If you’re a traditionalist, don’t let this introduction deter you. The moment will pass. The charm of the protagonist, Rain Morton, is that she is completely unlike her transient and rather racy foil. She is a character with whom a reader can feel genuine empathy as she struggles to redefine everything she thought she knew about life.

Monet, the master of color himself, best sums up the tale of The Colorman. “Color is my day-long obsession, joy, and torment.”

Hannah M. attends Brigham Young University where she studies Ancient History, Dance, and French. A self-proclaimed bibliophiles of the highest degree, she has a passion for all things written, chocolate, and feline.

This book was provided free of any obligation by Tatra Press. No monetary or any other form of compensation was received.