George Field
George Field was an English chemist and artist, renowned for his pioneering work in the field of color theory and pigment analysis. His most significant contribution, 'Field's Chromatography: Or Treatise on Colours and Pigments as Used by Artists,' published in 1835, provided artists with a scientific understanding of colors and their properties, bridging the gap between art and science. This work not only detailed the chemical composition of various pigments but also offered practical advice on their application in art, making it an essential reference for artists of his time and beyond. In addition to his contributions to color theory, Field also authored 'Tritogenea, or, A synopsis of universal philosophy,' which reflects his interest in broader philosophical questions. Although less known than his work on chromatography, this text illustrates Field's engagement with the intellectual currents of his era, as he sought to synthesize scientific inquiry with philosophical thought. Field's legacy lies in his ability to influence both artists and scientists, providing a foundational understanding of color that would inform artistic practices and scientific studies for generations to come.
Famous Quotes
View all 13 quotes“Beasts of England, beasts of Ireland,Beasts of every land and clime,Hearken to my joyful tidingsOf the golden future time.Soon or late the day is coming,Tyrant Man shall be o'erthrown,And the fruitful fields of EnglandShall be trod by beasts alone.Rings shall vanish from our noses,And the harness from our back,Bit and spur shall rust forever,Cruel whips shall no more crack.Riches more than mind can picture,Wheat and barley, oats and hay,Clover, beans, and mangel-wurzels,Shall be ours upon that day.Bright will shine the fields of England,Purer shall its water be,Sweeter yet shall blow its breezesOn the day that sets us free.For that day we all must labour,Though we die before it break;Cows and horses, geese and turkeys,All must toils for freedom's sake.Beasts of England, beasts of Ireland,Beasts of every land and clime,Hearken well and spread my tidingsOf the golden future time. ””
“After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth...The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch. The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze. The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz and garnet. Everywhere she walked the color shouted and sang around her...In October any wonderful unexpected thing might be possible.””
“Winston had disliked her from the very first moment of seeing her. He knew the reason. It was because of the atmosphere of hockey−fields and cold baths and community hikes and general clean−mindedness which she managed to carry about with her. He disliked nearly all women, and especially the young and pretty ones. It was always the women, and above all the young ones, who were the most bigoted adherents of the Party, the swallowers of slogans, the amateur spies and nosers−out of unorthodoxy.””
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