CHOICE
This is a CHOICE. Yellow is a choice. This is a choice CHOICE choice.
What do we mean by the word choice? How far are we afforded to make a choice?
Let us return to week I’s word - ‘act’. Here we began with my acting as The Girl in a Yellow Puffer. How far, we may ask, was this a choice of mine or not? How far do social conditions impose this label and how far do I decide whether or not to be this.
This is a CHOICE. Yellow is a choice.
Our apparatus for this examination we shall take to be the colour yellow. So often apparatus are confined to one question, one label, one box upon which we may watch the conditions act and spread in clear block arrows.
This is a CHOICE. Yellow is a choice. This is a choice CHOICE choice.
What do we mean by the word choice? How far are we afforded to make a choice?
Let us return to week I’s word - ‘act’. Here we began with my acting as The Girl in a Yellow Puffer. How far, we may ask, was this a choice of mine or not? How far do social conditions impose this label and how far do I decide whether or not to be this.
This is a CHOICE. Yellow is a choice.
Our apparatus for this examination we shall take to be the colour yellow. So often apparatus are confined to one question, one label, one box upon which we may watch the conditions act and spread in clear block arrows.
However, a colour spreads. It grows and spreads and lives. Since a colour is a living force it is via this that we may better determine the making of a choice since we may see how the river of yellow bends and flows, meanders and merges.
We may choose to view the world through a yellow prism. I’m talking about feeling the tang of mustard yellow, the warmth of buttercup, the clarity of post-it yellow, the decaying dry cleaner’s tag, the cynicism of processed cheese...all of these tones we may apply.
If yellow contains so many varying hues, then does agency lies in our altering of intensity, our slight rotation of the colour wheel, until we have found the perfect shade to view the world through on that day, to fit our particular mood.
If we associate varying yellows with different emotions, then although we may choose our own prism, can we choose the emotions others feel about the shades of yellow that we wear, that we inspire in our speech, that we attempt to communicate.
The same emotions do not always align with the same hues. It is not a linear relationship. It is a prism, a spectrum, a refraction of light.
We may choose to view the world through a yellow prism. I’m talking about feeling the tang of mustard yellow, the warmth of buttercup, the clarity of post-it yellow, the decaying dry cleaner’s tag, the cynicism of processed cheese...all of these tones we may apply.
If yellow contains so many varying hues, then does agency lies in our altering of intensity, our slight rotation of the colour wheel, until we have found the perfect shade to view the world through on that day, to fit our particular mood.
If we associate varying yellows with different emotions, then although we may choose our own prism, can we choose the emotions others feel about the shades of yellow that we wear, that we inspire in our speech, that we attempt to communicate.
The same emotions do not always align with the same hues. It is not a linear relationship. It is a prism, a spectrum, a refraction of light.