A View from Outside the Box
I love purple and this purple pigment against the blue sky is gorgeous, I want to cloak myself in it.  Purple is a combination of red and blue - we know that from preschool.  This purple where the pigment is most concentrated has a lot of red in it, but at the edges where there is just a bit more blue, you have my favourite shade of all - indigo.  That colour is heaven for me.  What are your favourite colours? 
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I love purple and this purple pigment against the blue sky is gorgeous, I want to cloak myself in it.  Purple is a combination of red and blue - we know that from preschool.  This purple where the pigment is most concentrated has a lot of red in it, but at the edges where there is just a bit more blue, you have my favourite shade of all - indigo.  That colour is heaven for me.  What are your favourite colours? 

(Please click on the link for more paint pigments)

This is one of the most interesting, engaging things I’ve watched, maybe ever.  Please watch this one, you’ll be rivetted, I promise you!

From Neil Harbisson’s biographical information, the man who hears colour:

Born with the inability to see color, Neil Harbisson wears a prosthetic device — he calls it an “eyeborg” — that allows him to hear the spectrum, even those colors beyond the range of human sight. His unique experience of color informs his artwork — which, until he met cyberneticist Adam Montandon at a college lecture, was strictly black-and-white. By working with Montandon, and later with Peter Kese, Harbisson helped design a lightweight eyepiece that he wears on his forehead that transposes the light frequencies of color hues into sound frequencies.

Harbisson’s artwork blurs the boundaries between sight and sound. In his Sound Portraits series, he listens to the colors of faces to create a microtonal chord. In the City Colours project, he expresses the capital cities of Europe in two colors (Monaco is azure and salmon pink; Bratislava yellow and turquoise).

Only 3 minutes of your life to be captivated, enlightened, amused and provoked by the brilliant Nathan Gibbs.  For anyone who loves colour of all kinds, crayon or otherwise, this is for you.

“Crayola Monologues (2003) uses the crayon as a human metaphor for exploring color and identity in the United States. This animated video features crayons expressing how color hierarchies have shaped their lives. These crayons live in a world much like our own, complete with prejudice, class boundaries, social hierarchies and those who fall between the lines. Crayola Monologues also reveals the politics behind Crayola label changes, and gives a voice to the previously unheard perspective of crayons.”

When ‘tinkdink’ posted this the other day, I made a mental note to go back when I had more time and claim it for a re blog.  What is it I find so compelling about this photo?  I don’t know if the photographer has done some photoshop hocus pocus but nevertheless, the colours are gorgeous.  I love the waves, the different strength and froth of them as they near the shore.  I long for that aqua turquoise stretch a little further out, just feel I could happily float on that for a while.  The contrast of all these watery colours and the indigo and azure of the horizon, the white of the clouds is so lovely.  The sea is fascinating, a world we have yet to fully understand, constantly renewing itself and teeming with life.  In dreams, as in all water dreams, it represents our emotions - turbulent or calm, whether we’re floating or floundering; all our psyche’s language to ourselves revealing our emotional state.  Just now, it looks like bliss to me, mesmerising and soothing at the same time.  

When ‘tinkdink’ posted this the other day, I made a mental note to go back when I had more time and claim it for a re blog.  What is it I find so compelling about this photo?  I don’t know if the photographer has done some photoshop hocus pocus but nevertheless, the colours are gorgeous.  I love the waves, the different strength and froth of them as they near the shore.  I long for that aqua turquoise stretch a little further out, just feel I could happily float on that for a while.  The contrast of all these watery colours and the indigo and azure of the horizon, the white of the clouds is so lovely.  The sea is fascinating, a world we have yet to fully understand, constantly renewing itself and teeming with life.  In dreams, as in all water dreams, it represents our emotions - turbulent or calm, whether we’re floating or floundering; all our psyche’s language to ourselves revealing our emotional state.  Just now, it looks like bliss to me, mesmerising and soothing at the same time.