I’ve never really known anyone who is colorblind, and have never put much thought into the topic. An acquaintance recently told me he is colorblind, and now my whole brain feels a bit ravaged. I have an intensely intimate relationship with colors. I’m the girl who buys the teal lawn mower because mowing the lawn with a happy-colored teal lawn mower will make the whole experience more fun. I’m the girl who could who stare forever at the deep blue stormy August sky backed by the most soothing blend of green deciduous trees. The first time I laid eyes on Zion National Park, my heart sang in happiness beside rocks that mimic the triumphant colors of sunset. Everything in my house is strategically colored in complimenting shades of blues, greens, and blue-greens. I can barely contain my excitement when I see an unfinished piece of furniture and imagine all the shades of stain it could be colored with. Every green I see evokes its own emotion. Kiwi green is perky with a hint of optimistic smartass. Sage green is calming and well-rested. Leaf green is smart yet daring.
So you see, COLORS ARE A LOVE OF MINE!
I googled colorblindness and viewed some images of what things may look like to a colorblind person (although I realize it can vary per individual). Here’s the funny part: all I could think was, I’m rather fond of the color of my eyes, and they must look like creepy twilight zone eyes to a colorblind person. I’m still a little stuck on this. So, if anyone who is colorblind reads this, perhaps you might be so kind as to describe what green-gray eyes look like to you.
Onward beyond my superficial eye-color worries… my google search also led me to an article on Garden Design for Color Blind People. How great is this?!
Over the years, I’ve thought a lot about how different colors affect our mood and ultimately, our well-being. Is it silly to wonder if those who are colorblind experience different emotions when viewing a landscape? … Perhaps, rather than different emotions, different senses are zoned in on? Sounds, temperatures, and other sensations become more of a focus? Either way you look at it, our senses – all of them – are a grand thing, don’t you think?