White,
twisting,
writhing,
flashing.
Black,
sizzling,
scorching,
smiling.
Red,
faith,
courage,
blood.
Yellow
bright,
hopeful,
dreaming.
Blue
bubbling,
pushing,
pulsing.
Colour me
a turning rainbow
sensational
essence
life.
poem-theory March 5, 2016
Sometimes the theory doesn’t pan out
It seems like a good idea
but the execution just doesn’t quite work.
Maybe the support staff didn’t quite have the vision.
Perhaps the concept wasn’t communicated adequately.
The theory was sound,
but it didn’t quite work out.
We need to try something
else.
.
.
.
I had my hair coloured at a salon today. Usually I do it my self, but the longer it gets, the harder that is. I suggested a thin swath of bright yellow, hidden beneath the top (uncoloured) layer, to pop out in vibrant contrast to the cold colours in the rest of the style. It didn’t quite work out as I envisioned it:
Goldwell Elumen (on natural white hair)
But aside from that weird yellow, looking like dripping dog pee in snow, it is rather gorgeous, I think. About 6 different Goldwell Elumen colours. Don’t ask me which ones. 
(All these photos are me. The composite was taken in the salon for their advertising). I doubt it will ever be so prettily curled again…
poem-colour October 29, 2014
“I appreciate
how you’re always
so colourful,” my colleague said,
echoing words I’ve heard before
Sometimes I feel
like a rainbow
in a gray scale world.
Or the one colourized character
in a black and white film.
Someone has
brighten dreary days,
and add vividness to boring views.
It could be you,
but it’s me.
.
poem-bursting July 12, 2014
Yesterday
she was a closed bud
Today
she’s burst into pink frills
dusted with yellow
streaked with purple.
Tomorrow
she may fade
but today
she is a glory.
poem- sunset November 26, 2013
The lake
is a puddle of pink paint
reflecting clouds glistening Klimt gold
in a sky fixated on fuchsia.
poem- October October 2, 2013
Some years,
September exits in a swish of scarlet, and
October dawns dappled in gold.
But this year,
October is opulent in shimmering emerald velvet.
Forests hold back their adornment.
The morning whispers on wisps of fog beyond
“I will wait.”
All around the lake, summer aches for more time,
grips tight to verdant hues,
and as October embraces green
its ochre arms
bide
the firey glory
of autumn.
inadvertent blue brow March 7, 2013
I have a blue brow.
This certainly doesn’t indicate any blue blood (though my children can trace their patrilineal descent to Charlemagne four ways).
What it does indicate is a lack of care during the rinse cycle, I suppose.
As you know, from the photo at right, I wear coloured streaks in my hair. At present, all the lower couple of inches of my scalp all the way around is a fuchsia pink, and there are long midnight blue strips on either side. On the right it’s just above the ear, on the left it goes right up to the top of my head. (This sounds strange, but looks quite nice, and garners compliments all the time, so don’t worry about my sanity).
The top of my head is very white. (To effectively camouflage the instant roots I get because my hair grows so fast).
Usually, my brows are almost black (like my hair used to be. >>sigh<<) but lately half of one has lost its pigment. Today when I finished rinsing out the dye and blow-drying my hair, I looked into the mirror and discovered that my formerly white brow, is now blue.
I’m not sure what I think about this.
It’s not that I’m adverse to colour, obviously I’m not. Perhaps it’s just that this seems like an awful lot of blue. I usually wear blue mascara and eye liner, and the gem in my left nostril is blue, as well.
I like serendipity, though. It is what it is.
Blue.
I suppose next time I could accidentally dye it pink…
😉
Shawn L. Bird 
colour December 19, 2012
Tags: colour, Diana Gabaldon
(Claire in Echo of the Bone by Diana Gabaldon)
This phrase made me chuckle, as it’s so true.
Colour is such an important key to self-esteem. If you walk around in colours that don’t match your complexion, you tend to look rather sickly. While Claire, with her golden glow, amber eyes, and brown hair, avoids grey. I avoid brown, and choose shades of grey as my neutral colour of choice.
How about you? What colours make you shine? Which make you look ill?
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