Red is not just a color. It is the first breath of an image. the origin point where a pixel begins to carry meaning, before form has even taken shape. I don’t see red as unrefined desire or exaggerated drama. Rather, red is a tension that slowly expands within stillness, a gaze just before it touches the subject, a temperature where something long dormant beneath the surface begins to rise. As a photographer, my red is draped in mood, absorbed by time, and it gently disturbs the boundary between camera and subject. It is less about what is seen, and more about what lingers. Color Me Red is my fantasia a visual exploration of how red can be worn, how it flows, and how it chooses to be remembered.