This was the reason for me searching for the name of that ink.

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Differing Views

A Maxfield Parrish watercolor sunset is splashed across the eastern sky
Delicate, fluids pastel pinks and lavendars
And elegant Art Noveau swaths against the greying sky of dusk
And I know, in my bones
That my camera will not capture it
That only pastel chalks on thick white paper
Deftly applied, skipping and dragging
Across the smooth surface, smudged just so
And soon, it has faded to grey
Vivid now only in my mind's eye


The western sky is ablaze, though
With vivid light, gold and orange
Washes of Allizaron Crimson and
Payne's Grey touch the cloud edges
Layer upon layer of clouds stacked
With light, like frosting, between
Oozing and glowing with an exuberance
A celebration of storms done
That lingers in the humid air as
The east, behind me
Darkens to grey, and
to night