From Sophy Laughing
Shhhh… I have a secret. I have two impediments to becoming a great artist: One, I am technically colorblind; two, I am a new “rightie” ~ due to a slight accident, I am now teaching myself to switch from my left- to my right-hand.
Living in a color-sighted world, I quickly learned that roses are red and violets are blue, socks come in pairs and are easily matched and, most of the time, clothing is labeled. If I accidentally pair an article of clothing that is not traditionally paired together, color-wise, I am often credited with making a bold statement: to which I respond with a big smile.
It wasn’t until I was given an eye test that my colorblindness was discovered. “What number do you see in the circle?” the technician asked me. “Which circle?” I responded.
The entire circle was made up of colors and apparently there was a number inside it made up of differing colors so as to see a contrast. It is contrasts and hues that I do not “see”. As much as I would love to see what others view in an impressionist painting, for example, I’m sorry to say that most of the composition fades from my view. I do not perceive light colors, and often times confuse reds and blues and purples and grays, but I am of the opinion that I imagine them in my mind’s eye. ..
