Which colour would you choose if your world would be monochromatic?
Leaving nature aside, how does your life turn from monochromatic gray to colourful hues? People? Experiences?
I do associate people with colour. Some are sunshine yellow with their bright smiles. A few sombre gray , serious and unsmiling. A team member’s idea, explained in purple and the boss yelling in red.
I love this paragraph from the book “All the Light We Cannot See” by Anthony Doerr which is about a blind French girl Marie – Laure and a German boy whose paths collide in occupied France as both try to survive the devastation of World War II.
Colour – that’s another thing people don’t expect. In her imagination, in her dreams, everything has colour. The museum buildings are beige, chestnut, hazel. Its scientists are lilac and lemon yellow and fox brown. Piano chords loll in the speaker of the wireless in the guard room projecting rich blacks and complicated blues down the hall toward the key pound. Church bells send arcs of bronze careening off the windows. Bees are silver, pigeons are ginger and auburn and occasionally golden. The huge cypress trees she and her father pass on their morning walk are shimmering kaleidoscopes, each needle a polygon of light.