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A world of colours

Roxana Brinceanu



Publicat Duminică, 17 Decembrie 2006, ora 11:39

      Is purity white?
      Is passion red?
      Is death black?
      Are the girls pink and the boys blue? Why?
      White is also the great desert, the great nothing. Red is the blood, the killing. Black is the deepest night, the total relaxation, the rest we all long for. You can say that purity is a big emptiness, killing is passion, death is the ultimate rest. But why on Earth girls must be pink and boys must be blue?!
      There is a joke about the black plums which are red because they are green. Being green means being young, sometimes too young. But the oldest forests of the planet are green.
      We have a code for every colour, based on old rules, but we lost the meaning of these rules longtime ago. We exchange messages through this code. It’s deeply rooted in our minds, and we often seem to consider that code the ultimate guide of behaviour.
      Yet, in different corners of the world this colours’ code has different interpretations. Sometimes this thing could cause hilarious situations. In an old movie (a very good one), an American soldier asks an Asian girl to marry him, and presents her with a beautiful white wedding dress. And the girl asks, terrified: Why do you want me to wear a mourning dress?!
      The situation is, at the same time, hilarious and tragical: how many relationships were destroyed, how many feelings were hurt because of the misinterpretation of a colour?
      The colours’ code is so deeply rooted in our brains, even for the artists it took a long time to get over it. When painters show us blue cows, purple grass, when writers tell us about red skies and brown sun, we are amazed and confused, and we laugh. Sometimes their interpretation delights us, makes us feel free, unchained. But more often we don’t understand, they are just crazy artists!
      All over the world, sky is blue, grass is green, blood is red, gold is yellow. We hardly accept that sky could be gray, grass could be yellow, blood could be “blue”, gold could be white. But no more.
      Colours are colours. They are Nature, a physical phenomenon, with a scientific explanation. They are independent of our society. Surrounded by colours, we try to understand them, their meaning, their secret moral.
      Psychology discovered some facts:
      Red is activity, agressivity, irritation, excitement, and also heat, love, desire.
      Orange is optimism, communication, sociability, health, but also a warning for danger.
      Yellow is satisfaction, happiness, light, it’s also the colour of fear.
      Green is calming, relaxing, helps meditation, mind processes, it’s the nature, it means “security”.
      Blue is cold, depressive, nostalgic, distant. It’s also relaxing and peaceful, the clearness, the colour of dreams.
      Violet is sadness, melancholy, penitence, it’s discouraging, but it’s an imperial colour.
      There are many theories about colours: effects on space, on people’s health, on the efficiency of their labour. We created a lot of styles in organizing our home, our workplace, we invented chromotherapy, we developed the art, the fashion, the make-up, and so on. For every aspects, there are lots of books, lots of studies.
      We live in a world of colours, they are a part of our lives, we are used enough to their laws. We pretend we begin to understand the colours of life, and we play with them, changing them, we let them to change us.
      ...But one question remains unanswered: why the girls must be pink and the boys must be blue?!!
     

© Copyright Roxana Brinceanu
Sursa :   Imagikon
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