Lately, I’ve been obsessed with the color combination of orange and blue. It used to be red/white/black — an “edgy” trio of colors, mostly found on race cars and track jackets. We’re able to see colors because of how the light receptors in our eyes interact with the visible light spectrum (approx. ~450nm to 700nm~). What’s even more amazing is that we’ve established moods and feelings associated with colors. Blue is often perceived as sadness or calmness¹, red as anger or passion, green as envy, and so on.
On a different side of the spectrum, there’s color blindness, which people tend to stigmatize more than they should. Being able to see colors is a privilege, but it’s not necessarily an advantage. The culture around color is something we have built for ourselves: street lights, labels on vehicles, artwork. But even art comes in more than one form. Charles Méryon, a French artist, suffered from red-green color blindness, and yet, he became highly proficient in etching. In the end, he didn’t need colors — he needed a soaring imagination and a heart for hard work.²
p.s. I haven’t heard a good anthem like this in a while. the lyric video is also one of most striking ones out there – pleasing typeface, background cinematography, nice pacing.
¹ Speaking in generalities, of course.
² Moral of this incoherent reflection? Don’t be disheartened by huge obstacles. “There is always a way.”