Clean, pure, innocent... Just like a baby. Life is like a canvas; it's white when we start, on the way we paint it with different colors to create something beautiful, which defines it. These colors represent our journey and knowledge. Everyone is an artist.
In terms of printing: a non-colour, it's generally the paper printed on. In terms of light: the absence of colour in the spectrum. Meaning a non-reflecting surface or area of light. In terms of paint finishes: a potentially dazzling reflective surface. Used on cars or external walls it's a no-no on bright sunny days, just like silver-painted ones or large chromed surfaces. Not very poetic, nor am I.
Concentration of colour in front of a light source blocks out light to get a colourless area on a screen. That's how film projectors worked. A concentration of colour processes in ink creates the opposite on a solid surface. That's printing.
Maybe you remember Mary O'Neill's "Hailstones and Halibut Bones" - most lovely extended poems on each color:
"...White is marshmallow And vanilla ice cream And the part you can’t remember In a dream...."
I had always remembered "it covers up, the rundown street, the broken cup..." and searched for that poem for years thinking it was the one about white because I always thought that snow was beautiful because it "...covered up the run-down street..."). But finally I persisted on google and found out it wasn't white that those words referred to. It was Mary O'Neill's poem from the same book, but that those particular lines were a description of black Lovely question that brought that sweet book back into my mind.
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