“The Rose is without an explanation, she blooms, because she blooms”.
fraggle ~ rocking a camera across the Universe
rocking a camera across the Universe
The meaning of colour 6~Pink
Pink is a combination of the color red and white, a hue that can be described as a tint. It can range from berry (blue-based) pinks to salmon (orange-based) pinks. Its symbolism is complex and its popularity is subject to so many influences.
Depending on your age and culture, you may remember pink Cadillacs, pink flamingos, Pink Floyd, the Pink Panther, and the pink triangles of the Third Reich (which were used to identify male homosexuals).
In almost every culture, one stereotype emerges: pink is associated with girls, blue with boys. Unfortunately, there is no consensus of opinion on its origin.
The origin of the English term “pink” is as valuable as any discourse on symbolism. Here are some interesting analyses:
In English, the word “pink” could be derived from the Dutch flower pinken dating back to 1681. The flower’s name could have originally been “pink eye” or “small eye.” Another possibility is the verb “to pink” – to prick or cut around the edges, as with pinking shears. The jagged petals of the flower looked as though they had been cut, thus explaining why it became known as the “pink.” (Jean Heifetz, When Blue Meant Yellow, p 110)
In colloquial language, to be “tickled pink” describes a state of joy, a “pink slip” is a notice that you’ve been fired from your job, to be “in the pink” suggest good fortune and health, and a “pinko” is a person who is extremely liberal, a socialist or a communist.
Yellow is the most luminous of all the colors of the spectrum. It’s the color that captures our attention more than any other color.
In the natural world, yellow is the color of sunflowers and daffodils, egg yolks and lemons, canaries and bees. In our contemporary human-made world, yellow is the color of Sponge Bob, the Tour de France winner’s jersey, happy faces, post its, and signs that alert us to danger or caution.
It’s the color of happiness, and optimism, of enlightenment and creativity, sunshine and spring.
Lurking in the background is the dark side of yellow: cowardice, betrayal, egoism, and madness. Furthermore, yellow is the color of caution and physical illness (jaundice, malaria, and pestilence). Perhaps it’s no coincidence that the sources of yellow pigments are toxic metals – cadmium, lead, and chrome – and urine.
In almost every culture yellow represents sunshine, happiness, and warmth.
Yellow is the color most often associated with the deity in many religions (Hinduism and Ancient Egypt)
Yellow is the color of traffic lights and signs indicating caution all over the world.
Unique Meanings of Yellow in Different Cultures
In Japan, yellow often represents courage.
In China, adult movies are referred to as yellow movies.
In Russia, a colloquial expression for an insane asylum used to be “yellow house.”
Bright “marigold” yellow may be associated with death in some areas of Mexico.
Those condemned to die during the Inquisition wore yellow as a sign of treason.
A yellow patch was used to label Jews in the Middle Ages. European Jews were forced to wear yellow or yellow “Stars of David” during the Nazi era of prosecution.
(info from http://www.colormatters.com)
We had a visit from Shelley and the kids this afternoon so I took a few pictures of Liddy, just love the punk hair 🙂
also the theme was ‘sport’ in the Sunday challenge group, so I did one of my old 10~pin bowling trophies from days of yore.
and finally, the colour shot today..
Analogous colors are any three colors which are side by side on a 12 part color wheel, such as yellow, yellow-orange,orange. Usually one of the three colors predominates.
Yipahoo today we had sunshine! I had to go out for a walk to take photographs for the Sunday challenge group, and as always took a few (!) on the way there and back, The challenge was to use an online random point generator to find a place to get to and then go and find the place and photograph it. (Nothing to do with pokemon!!)
I put a distance of 1 mile in, which doesn’t sound far but when you’re stopping to take shots along the way a mile can take an hour!
Trotted over to the tree this afternoon, a bit of sunshine today, though I’ve found that doesn’t help when shooting upwards as the sky gets blown out, not to worry, I’ve got used to the settings I need to cope with it, mostly.
Today I found a nail hammered into one of the upper branches, presumably to hang a swing of some sort from.
But the shot of the day is of some fungus growing on another upper branch, and a tiny spider weaving a web between all the splurges of fungus. The branch is quite high up so had to use the 50-230 cheapo zoom I have.
On the way home I noticed a few spots of colour in the sea of green, and focused on these isolated sentinels of the marshland.
seems odd to find just one bluebell on it’s own as they usually are a carpet of flowers in woodlands.
Not sure what the next few are but they stood out amid the grassland
and one of the neighbours has rose bushes in their front bit, but don’t really look after them.
I added a texture to this one for the fun of it
We had our little Liddy for a sleepover last night, first time with her. It didn’t go quite to plan, and we didn’t get much sleep, but we all survived and I got some smiley faces from her to photograph this morning 🙂 She is the spitting image of her brother Cal, who regular readers have seen on this blog many times. First though, my 24th still life shot..
and the beautiful Liddy..
This book is lovely, you can see from the previous day’s picture there are pages of beautiful artworks by a few different lady artists. It was published in 1922 so not far off 100 years old, and the language and pictures reflect a different world back then. But the gardening advice is still relevant.
I went into Waitrose supermarket in Ponteland yesterday, ostensibly to use their customer litter tray facilities, but they didn’t have one can you believe that! I mean, Waitrose & Ponteland is the fiefdom of poshish right-wing middle aged-elderly gentlefolk and we all know what happens to bladders once you reach a certain age. Anyhow they had these gorgeous bouquets of lily’s with off white roses, which were quite irresistible and cost more than they would have done in ASDA (Walmarts to my USA buddy’s) which is where us common lefty middle aged-elderly gnarlyfolk do our shopping. We’re not silly, theres 4 loo’s in Asda!
Here’s the flowers
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