Yesterday I learnt that joy is pink. Now, we’re talking liturgical colours here. I actually have no idea what that really means and I don’t want to google it just yet.
I love that. I want to write a song about that, or paint a picture of that or something! Joy is pink. I want to roll it around on my tongue for a while, make it my pillow, paint it on the soles of my feet…
If joy is pink, I reckon hope might be blue, you know, like sky-on-a-sunny-spring-day blue. Or sometimes soft, baby blue, like soft, baby pink… only blue. But sometimes deep, deep navy – where its only really a tiny shade away from blackness.
Despair is black. Loneliness is white.
Community, however, might be yellow. Or maybe that’s love. But then, they’re sewn together, aren’t they? Maybe with a fine green thread. I don’t think love is red, but maybe I just don’t see it yet.
But joy is definately pink.
I would say connoctations of colours aren’t always BLACK and WHITE although envy must always be green.
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Joy can’t be pink!! It’d clash with my hair… I can’t clash with joy…!
I’m sorry, but the joy is pink thing wasn’t actually my choice! I just liked it. Hmmm… clashing… Maybe joy is freedom from worrying about the clash? After all, YOU won’t have to look at it!!! 😉
I disagree Kicker! Envy is a much more subtle colour than green… a muddy maroony colour peut-etre??
I really enjoyed reading this post. Hope you do write a song or paint about it… would love to see/hear the results
Wanna meet up sometime over the summer?