Ochre (/ˈoʊkər/ OH-kər; from Greek: ὠχρός, ōkhrós, (pale yellow, pale), also spelled ocher, see spelling differences) is a natural earth pigment containing hydrated iron oxide, which ranges in color from yellow to deep orange or brown. It is also the name of the colors produced by this pigment, especially a light brownish-yellow. A variant of ochre containing a large amount of hematite, or dehydrated iron oxide, has a reddish tint known as "red ochre".
Ochre is a family of earth pigments, which includes yellow ochre, red ochre, purple ochre, sienna, and umber. The major ingredient of all the ochres is iron(III) oxide-hydroxide, known as limonite, which gives them a yellow color.
Ochre is a natural pigment and associated color.
Ochre or OCHRE may also refer to:
Ochre is the stage name of English electronic musician Christopher Leary. The name "Ochre" was originally adopted as the title for Leary's academic work while studying audio production at Newcastle College, as a variation of "Oaker", being the name of a street in Manchester where Leary spent his early childhood. Leary also holds a Master's degree in music.
Ochre has had his music licensed for use in computer games, such as Sony's LittleBigPlanet 2, Psyonix's Whizzle, and Euclidean Crisis. Christopher has also composed music for the animated documentary, Centrefold, and has produced music for commercial projects by Google, Skoda, and Orange.
assisted paradigm entrusted privately decays
behaving all controlled dependent look alike display
affection for defection when no refuge all the same
dependent never border one world order it away
create a way the mind will have to
find a way in guarding reason alibis
it seems a way defended reasons it seems a way
it seems a way alarming visions it seems a way
a begging man divine instructed shadow poverty
a deeply dirty hiding from too many eaten needs
protection with selection cover all not needing anything
resentment unrelenting change to self destructive means
it seems a way poor execution it seems a way
it seems a way each from a center
it seems a way
addicted horrified abducted outwardly betray
removing all below collective consciousness degrades
ascension from depression which cover chosen all the same
pretend it doesn't matter the world orders it away.
ask as if to find traces out of time back chews on itself a turn that
says it all.
inserting all the tools upon the broken talking dog
if fleeing dirty shadows off of drawings on the wall
a funded self of science from disorder and decay