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What Colors Tell Us
"Your attitude is like a box of crayons that color your world. Constantly color your picture gray, and your picture will always be bleak. Try adding some bright colors to the picture by including humor, and your picture begins to lighten up".-Allen Klein
Nationally renowned color consultant and author of "More Alive With Color" Leatrice Eiseman, says colors reveal things about us. For example, if you like Blue, it conveys faithfulness, tranquility, dependability and sensitivity. It implies stability because it’s the color of the sky. It will always be there for us she says. Even if it's temporarily gray or overcast, we know it’ll be blue again eventually. For those curious, here's a partial list of what experts say your favorite color mean...
Red: symbolizes: action, confidence, courage and vitality. Blue: youth, spirituality, truth and peace
White: purity and cleanliness. Black: death, earth and stability.Pink: love, romance, and excitement
Beige: calm and simplicity. Brown: earth, order and convention. Yellow: wisdom, joy, happiness and
intellectual energy. Lavender: femininity, grace and elegance. Purple: royalty, magic and mystery.
Teal: sophistication. Indigo: intuition, meditation and deep contemplation. Gold: wealth, prosperity,
and wisdom. Gray: sorrow, security and maturity. Green: life, nature, fertility and well being.
What's more beautiful than a rainbow, perfectly painted in the heavens, for every beholders delight and pleasure? I think it's safe to say, God loves colors because He sprayed it all over the earth and the universe. It was artist Georgia O'Keeffe who expressed it so well, "I found I could say things with colors that i couldn't say in any other way".If that is true, then we have more reason to believe that God is communicating with us everyday, through His creation, His boundless love and grace. If we are created in His image, then it follows, we are akin to the same. I don't know anyone who hates colors, do you? We may have preferences. I tend to like certain colors, and with predictability, will always pick something in the beige when shopping for tops. But, as an artist, i find myself drawn to bright colors and nature's vividness. I am a lot as described by Al Hirschfeld, "Artists are just children who refuse to put down their crayons".
To borrow the words of Robert Fulghum..."Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air - explode softly - and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth - boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn't go cheap, either - not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination.
A Box of Crayons
"While walking in a toy store
The day before today,
I overheard a Crayon Box.
With many things to say.
I don't like red! said Yellow.
And Green said, Nor do I!
And no one here likes Orange,
But no one knows quite why.
We are a box of crayons
that really doesn't get along,
Said Blue to all the others.
Something here is wrong!
Well, i bought that box of crayons
And took it home with me
And laid out all the crayons
So the crayons could all see
They watched me as I colored
With Red and Blue and Green
And Black and White and Orange
And every color in between
They watched as Green became the grass
And Blue became the sky.
The Yellow sun was shining bright
On White clouds drifting by.
Colors changing as they touched,
Becoming something new.
They watched me as I colored.
They watched till I was through.
And when I'd finally finished,
I began to walk away.
And as I did the Crayon box
Had something more to say...
I do like Red! said the Yellow
And Green said, So do I!
And Blue you are terrific!
So high up in the sky.
We are a Box of Crayons
Each of us unique,
But when we get together
The picture is complete."