C is for colour
 |
| Red jug by Stuart Slind |
C is for COLOUR
Back in December I was reading Mara Mayflower's blog (link) and her lovely story on COLOUR. One reason why I liked her story was because I love colour. Colour is important to me. I am drawn to things of colour. I have a house full of bright colour. I love to wear strong colours. I planted sunflowers in my garden to add colour. I even buy kitchen appliances that are bright and colourful. Colour makes me happy and I surround myself with colour to keep me cheerful. If I am sad or lonely, I wear red or pink and I feel so much better. I couldn't live without colour.
God made our planet to burst with colour, no matter where you look, there is colour everywhere. Just witness a sunset . . . a rainbow . . . a rose . . . peacock's tail . . . a butterfly . . . colour is everywhere.
 |
| Sunflowers and lavender by Jean Marc Jaciaczyk |
A world with no colour would be a very sad world indeed. My favourite colours are red, pink, purple and orange . . . bright, brilliant colours that stand out and want to be noticed.
My son, my brother and my uncle are all colour blind. I am a carrier of the gene, so too my mother and grandmother. However, as I have no daughters, it will die out with me. My son cannot see RED-GREEN. I didn't know he was colour blind until he came home from school one day and said he couldn't see what the teacher was writing on the white board. He was 8 years old. After testing, I discovered he couldn't see shades of red or green and whenever the teacher wrote on the white board with lots of coloured pens, anything in red or green would simply disappear. He couldn't see anything - anything red or green just vanished off the board. No wonder it didn't make any sense to him.
Sometimes I forget and say to my son "what do you think of this red top" and he says "mum, I can't see red, so don't ask" and gently reminds me. I suppose he doesn't know what he is missing as he has never known a red rose or green grass as we see it . . . nevertheless it does make me a little sad knowing that he can't see the beauty of a red sunset or the brilliants of a yellow rose.
My son, my brother and my uncle are all colour blind. I am a carrier of the gene, so too my mother and grandmother. However, as I have no daughters, it will die out with me. My son cannot see RED-GREEN. I didn't know he was colour blind until he came home from school one day and said he couldn't see what the teacher was writing on the white board. He was 8 years old. After testing, I discovered he couldn't see shades of red or green and whenever the teacher wrote on the white board with lots of coloured pens, anything in red or green would simply disappear. He couldn't see anything - anything red or green just vanished off the board. No wonder it didn't make any sense to him.
Sometimes I forget and say to my son "what do you think of this red top" and he says "mum, I can't see red, so don't ask" and gently reminds me. I suppose he doesn't know what he is missing as he has never known a red rose or green grass as we see it . . . nevertheless it does make me a little sad knowing that he can't see the beauty of a red sunset or the brilliants of a yellow rose.
 |
| Wouldn't this be just amazing to see? I would love a garden full of this much colour. (Goggle image) |
Are you a lover of colour? What is your favourite colour?
Jo, I'm sorry to hear that your son is colour-blind!
ReplyDeleteI have often wondered how folks in that situation relate to the colours they cannot see properly.
Do they register them as a murky grey, for instance, or do the colours literally become invisible to them?
I love colour too, and though I sometimes like neutral shades for decorating, I simply MUST have some colour to brighten it up or I become very "blue", lol!
As for a favourite colour..I can't decide!
I like pastel and primary tones of red and blue and lavender and ver-de-gris and yellow etc.
My taste is too eclectic for just one favourite shade.
That's why I change my blog colours so often.
It's like redecorating home according to my colour moods - only much cheaper :-D
bless you..Trish
Trish - according to my son, red disappears in somethings and where a word is, there is nothing. This is why the writing on the white board was so strange, bits were missing. However I think he sees something when it comes to me wearing red, but I am not sure what, he calls what he sees red but we aren't seeing the same.
ReplyDeleteI worked with someone who was completely colourblind and needed help with colours all the time. He was hopeless at home decorating and let his wife choose all the paint.
Hi Joluise,
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for popping by for a chat! It was encouraging to get at least one comment that understands the other choice of schooling our children! I definately think America is very different in culture and traditions in schooling, so I think it's a good choice for lots of families. But I find it difficult when people make it a rule for all families all over the world!
Your blog is very pretty and I love your header! Home is a beautiful, beautiful thing!
Blessings from across the ditch,
Sarah
Hi Sarah-Ann, glad you could drop by. Australia and New Zealand are probably very similar with all the same social problems. It is a personnal choice, go with your heart not what others "think" you should do. There are many ways to raise a family.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your lovely comments.
This last photograph is truly beautiful. I think I would LOVE to stay there for awhile and visit. :)
ReplyDeleteI absolutely LOVE colour and I cannot imagine living without it! I love rich colours, pastels, darks... all different kinds of colours. And I wouldn't have a clue how to pick just one!!
ReplyDeleteI read somewhere before that people who are colourblind see those colours in shades of grey. It must be strange. It would make me sad - although, if you had never seen those reds and greens because you're born with the blindness, you wouldn't know what you were missing anyway. How strange to have the writing being invisible on the board though! :/
Clara, you must ask your grandfather one day ?
ReplyDeleteI have decided this year to add a lot of colour around me. I have found a nice bright and pretty screen saver with flowers and butterfly's to greet me every morning. I am making crafty things in bright colours to add some life to my home...
ReplyDeleteMy favourite colour is blue as in sky blue...
x
I love colors too, and I also wear pink (sometimes reds) when I need cheering up! :-) Pinks and some reds are probably my favorite colors, but there are so many colors I love, light greens (especially mint), butter yellow, sky blue, lilac. I just love colors. I love working with them in many different ways.
ReplyDeleteI also am working on bright colors in my kitchen. :-) I am working on a strawberry and blueberry theme, so I've been working on mostly red, green, blue and yellow. Those color spill into the dining area too, but I'm working more on wildflowers and garden flowers there. :-)
There are some very curious stories about color blindness. There have been reports of some seeing colors in things that the rest of us can't see, such as storm clouds. Also, we had a friend who was in an accident and had a head/spine injury. Her colors became mixed up. Blue was green and green was blue, so the sky was green and vegetables and grass were blue to her! She decorated her house with pink because it looked silver to her and wasn't strange to look at and was OK for her family. I think yellow was close to normal. I don't know if it ever corrected, but she said she'd had one or two times when it all reverted to what it should be briefly.
Mary - that is amazing. I have never heard of anyone with their colours mixed up - how strange it must be. I wonder if it affected her ability to eat certain foods as a blue zucchini must have been rather odd.
ReplyDeleteMy son asked me an interesting question the other day about the word "orange" - did the word for the colour "orange" come before or after the word for the fruit "orange". I wasn't able to answer him!!!! Things children ask, no matter how old they are.