What would you do if you lost your senses...one at a time. First, your sense of smell, then taste, then hearing, and so on...until there was no sense but you were still alive...still with a beating heart and a working mind...what then? Would you adapt?
I watched a movie a while back called 'Perfect Sense' (2011), starring Ewan McGregor and Eva Green. In what seems to be just a story of budding love, this profoundly moving story describes the end of a global epidemic of the loss of the senses. Somewhere inside of me I cried for this loss...
Synaesthesia, or in this case, chromesthesia, affects me in two ways. Sight and sound transfer to colour. The way something or someone sounds translates to colour and the more emotionally I am connected to the source, usually music or voice, makes all the difference in how the colours show up. My friend Eyvonne will forever remain orange sherbet to me in colour and texture. Another friend, Linda, sounds and moves like buttery-soft dark caramel brown suede.
The song below, 'Sailing' by Christopher Cross, affects me deeply and the only way I can describe the colours I see are a mix of turquoise and yellow just to the left, upper corner of my periphery. Listen to the song, feel the song...and then picture pale turquoise and bright lemon yellow dancing together...that's what I see with this song. I have yet to paint this image because I fear I wouldn't get it quite right on the canvas! The images below, though not quite right, are amazingly similar. I hope you get the idea anyway!
Back to a life without senses...
I really don't know what my life would be like without seeing and feeling colour the way I do, but I suppose I wouldn't know any difference. I feel rich for this gift 99% of the time but sometimes the "musicolour" feeling is too loud and makes me cry, shrink or cringe...
I'm not sure just how to finish this blog because to do so would end my story of colour with you. But my story with colour will never end so perhaps by you sharing your thoughts on any number of the sections I have written will begin a dance between us in red, or blue, or turquoise or orange!
For another day I am passionately yours,
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