Last night I finished a commissioned painting that I’ve been working on a while. Though it has some blues–today’s theme–I can’t share it before the new owner gets it. Now I’m staring at a blank canvas, so much like staring at a blank page. I’m not daunted. All I see is possibility.
I pulled out the blues because I’m inspired by the little box of notecards you see on the right in the photo. Those were a gift from Tom’s mother, along with a matching pen, based on Tiffany glass at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
Funny thing. A few years ago, finding out that I see colors differently from Tom and Tim made me aware that I sometimes don’t know what’s blue and what’s green. But I think all these paints are blue! It’s when I get into the aquas, teals, and turquoises that I begin to stumble. Fortunately, in my kind of painting, it all works.
Blue is also for Autism Awareness.
Prompt from FMS Photo A Day.
They all look blue to me too, but that could be something that runs in the family. I’m really impressed…a commissioned painting? I didnt know this about you.
What, the stalkercams didn’t work?
Et tu, Becky? I discovered I had a visual color deficiency thanks to the US Army. My deficiency is in the red/green spectrum. More specifically, it’s with any combination of red and green. It didn’t keep me out of the Army, but some people say my color correction of photos is a bit strange at times. Not to worry, all blue will always be true blue for you.
Your color blindness is the kind I’m most familiar with. It affects men more than women. I’ve looked to see if there’s a color blindness to explain my blue-green thing, and nothing fits–not even evidence of eye damage from trauma or disease. I think I just didn’t learn my colors correctly!