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Understanding Color
Colors are what give significance to the people, places, and things that form our life experiences as humans. The essence of life would be transparent behind its letters if colors did not visually and symbolically distinguish the differences that make life’s substance beautiful.
Imagine a world where color did not exist; you see nothing, but monotonous topographies. Life would be extremely dull, there would be no curiosity, no noticeable imperfection. Humans would only go through the motions and would only try and understand the surface of life’s greatest attributes. They would not be able to see through the terrifying perfection of the black and white chroma; which means humans would not only be constricted from discerning the true colors of environments, but restrained from seeing their colorful individual selves.
What makes an individual unique is what is molded through their perception of realities and how their realities are constructed in their minds. This mold is what builds a person’s identity which later is exerted through personality, energy, mood, and aura. These four elements are chromatic, and they are what bring someone’s personal uniqueness to life. This is something way more meaningful than physiological differences, as you can still spot physiological differences in a black and white topography. This gives a meaning to someone’s identity, impact, and belonging in a society.
What is scary to think about is that there used to be no perception of color, meaning no true interpretation of all the elements that make the world a beautiful place. In a terrifyingly perfect colorless life, there was neither red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo or violet. No simple colors- meaning that the complexities, mixtures, hues, and saturations of those simplicities were nonexistent. Of that black and white, was a spread silence everyone scarily accepted as a fact of life.
Around 90 million years ago, our primitive mammalian ancestors had a bi-chromatic view of the world. Later on, around 30 million years ago, our ancestors had evolved four classes of opsin genes, giving them the ability to see the full-color spectrum of visible light, the colors we see. Changes in natural selection environments and genetic mutations gave our ancestors the accessibility to see the world and themselves as they are supposed to be seen, and our generation has the ability to continue to further take advantage of that visibility. No one knows when color will disappear, how are you going to construct and perceive your colorful reality? Hopefully by the end of this story you can understand the importance of color not only visually, but symbolically in your life and in reading other people’s identities to really understand the world you live in.
When you were younger, you were probably forced to take that first grade art class where you learned the difference between primary colors and secondary colors and then splattered that paint onto a canvas to make a blob. Right? After art class, you would just go on with your day with your painting of a blob in your backpack not giving a care in the world that you painted that blob on an art board. There were important things to worry about, right? Like your math class learning 2+2 or a spelling test that you studied so hard with your parents for.
However, you would bring that blob artwork in your backpack back home untouched and your parents would ask what you did at school that day. I guarantee that for most of you, the first thing you pulled out of your backpack was that blob artwork you created. You would excitedly show your parents, and they would praise you, call you Pablo Picasso, and hang it on the refrigerator. Little did you know, that the blob of paint you created was you subconsciously depicting your identity and reality on a canvas.
Your parents praising you, as we probably all obviously know now, was not because of the blob that was splattered on the paper, it was the color, imagination, identity, energy, and story of YOU that they cherished.
As you got older, those colorful blobs turned into colored lines, which turned into mixed color figures, which turned into complete visual representations of the essence behind you. Yes, those drawings may not have been that symmetrical, but symmetry is not what makes a drawing worth looking at.
At one point, when you hit a certain age you get a choice whether or not you want to continue using colors to create art. Most people choose to leave that part of their life behind completely because it does not seem significant to them; schedules get busier where they do not have time to use colors to create art. Your drawings were getting more complex, showing the deeper roots of your identity, but you let that go. When this happens, colors all of sudden have even less of a meaning then they did, there is no level of symbolism discovered past the label.
You continue on with your life just looking at different objects and environments labeling them subconsciously as a label color: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet, black, white, brown, silver, gold, bronze to name the simple ones.
In my photo stories, I want to help you understand the deeper significance of the colors that you subconsciously mixed together in your first grade blob, and the reason that these colors make you, you. These colors are not just labels, they are a mysterious language communicating your depth and the depth of the people, places, and things around you.
Each person is made of all colors, but the ones that are visible are the ones that mold your identity. Each color has its own significance defined by its intensity of hue, saturation, and light. However, a numerical or lettered explanation is only the start of the definition, it is impossible to solely define a color’s true definition. You can only find a true color by experiencing it.
Let’s suppose I asked you to name the first thing that comes to mind that is labeled as the color red. You would probably say a generic object such as an apple, blood, cherry, tomato, etc. That is because we as a society have labeled that visible light pigment on them as red, so we know all those generic objects are red. But did you ever think about how someone else’s red may not be the same red as yours? That red apple that you think about may have a completely different visual to someone you know. One person's red might be another person's yellow and vice versa. You might really see apples as the color someone else calls yellow, and the bananas as someone else's red. But our individual perceptions don't affect the way the color of red, or that of the fruit, make us feel and identify with. The way we each perceive color does not alter the universal emotional responses, experiences, and identifications we have with them.
Below are the descriptions of what each simple color means and how they are experienced, I want you to be able to articulate what colors make up your identity.
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