Spain is color. It’s the red of a flamenco dancer whirling through the square of Seville, it’s the works of Gaudi in Park Guell. It’s the bluest of blue sea on the Costa Del Sol, the warm yellow glow of buildings at sunset in a plaza in Madrid.
It’s the vivid, lush greens of the Pyrenees mountains in Catalonia, It’s the deep red of a glass of vino tinto at a bodega for an array of tapas as the day melts into night, and the night melts into dinner-time, effortlessly, as only the Spanish can do.
It’s the colors of the many faces of Spain through history, and it’s modern-day, magical absorption of all of these influences into one culture that reflects as many facets as you find colors in the early morning Spanish sky.