The Blind Man Society

So, today I’m thinking about color theory and my favorite high speed paperboy.

To start, have you ever noticed, how some restaurants have depressing hues of light blue interiors, and some have very bright and exciting colors?  Some places want you to stay a very long time and consume a lot of food, and some want you excited and out of there faster….and, they seem to use certain color interiors to do this.

Next, the subject of alcohol. Does drinking red vs. white wine say something about you, other that the fact that it goes with certain foods or tastes great? Labels with brilliant colors seem popular. How about drinking wine from a cardboard box, vs. the HIGHLY expensive collector wines that are out there? I’m not saying this very well, but everyone knows what I mean.

Taking this one step further, people who wear dark colors, vs. light colors.  Dark and moody types that are labeled as the quiet ones, very sensitive, highly creative.  Why do they live in black and gray?  I was thinking about this today, and realized that maybe it’s the flip opposite of how they are inside.  Maybe they are not quite as depressed as their clothes suggest at all…ridiculously intelligent people who are just not quite what they seem? 

The ones that wear bright colors all the time, are they really balancing for something going on inside that might be different from what they project?  Earth tone lovers? I’m not even going to touch the ones that love paisley.  Making the excuse that I’m out of time and have to go.

This leads me to think about the psychology of colors and driving. And, the following tangent: People who speed, people who cut others off, people who drive in packs following the safety in numbers approach in case they get picked off for flying by the cops.  The point to this tangent, is, what are the colors of the cars or the clothing of the people driving?

The people who drive slow.  They are usually older, or doing something they aren’t supposed to be doing.  Evading notice, but really, who doesn’t notice the REALLY irritating person, who drives too slow?  I’m always curious about the color of the car, and the color of the clothes they are wearing.

School busses are the last thing. We all see that yellow and black bus coming from a mile away. What is the meaning of the color yellow? Its happiness and hope. And, black? Power, strength and mystery. A side anecdote:  My old school bus driver used to joke that he slowed down to 35 miles an hour, and pushed kids out the door like a high speed paperboy delivering the morning news.  His parting words were: tuck and roll. Now that, is power.

BUT, maybe not as much as this: Can you change yourself, with certain color usage? Its been shown that you can change yourself by changing your handwriting. I wonder if the same applies here with colors?

Thinking all kinds of things about colors this morning, and hope everyone has a phenomenal day out there – wherever you may be! As always, please feel free to leave a comment in the box below.