Silence is golden. It has never been much to my mind to attribute colours to things, but I suppose that we do it automatically – as a rule, though I don’t think that Golden Silence fits that rule.
Green is commonly given to envy – though not on any paint charts that I have ever seen. Red is for danger; blue signifies sadness; white – virginity and purity; green also for the untried youth who is new to the job; yellow for cowardice (though it is a ‘white; feather and not a ‘yellow’ one that was given to show people’s opinions of a ‘supposed‘ coward – I suppose the canaries complained). Pink is a girly fresh colour, and black is for evil darkness – orange is elusive (as to some things it is a mix between yellow and red – in other ways, it’s neither red or green – but, more red and less green if you see what I mean); and grey is for dull and drab and boring and bland and and and…
There are more colours (oh, yes, lots- brown, for example) and lots of various interpretations of things to match the colours – have a go and see if you can see a Scarlet Woman, a Crimson Warrior or a Blue Meany today.
Happy colouring in
Graeme Sandford 