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I was on the Crayola site with my 7 year old and clicked on the history of Crayola colours. Fascinating to see how something an innocuous as a crayon has been affected by PC even as far back as half a century ago.
http://www.crayola.com/colorcensus/history/chronology.cfm
Even more interesting that the colour Indian red was pulled because it was perceived to be about native Americans when in fact it was based on a pigment found in India. what does that say? Something but I'm too tired to be insightful.
And just to prove that everything comes round to Buffy in my mind, here's a near drabble I wrote a year ago, after the S6 finale, with a crayon theme.
Rainbow Tears
A sky of periwinkle arched to meet a turquoise sea. Clouds like fluffy blobs of cream begged for a long spoon to scoop them up. Far below, the waves lapped gently against a beach of tumbleweed brown, framed by sepia rocks, sharp and rugged.
Floating on the sea was a boat, its sails bright with stripes of carnation pink and olive green.
Idyllic, except for one jarring note. Hanging in the sky, casting a baleful glare on the scene below was a violet-red sun....
A puzzled frown on her face, the kindergarten teacher flipped the drawing over and read the name on the back.
wIllOw R.
The End
Note; all crayon colours in the story (periwinkle, sepia etc) are real Crayola shades
http://www.crayola.com/colorcensus/history/chronology.cfm
Even more interesting that the colour Indian red was pulled because it was perceived to be about native Americans when in fact it was based on a pigment found in India. what does that say? Something but I'm too tired to be insightful.
And just to prove that everything comes round to Buffy in my mind, here's a near drabble I wrote a year ago, after the S6 finale, with a crayon theme.
Rainbow Tears
A sky of periwinkle arched to meet a turquoise sea. Clouds like fluffy blobs of cream begged for a long spoon to scoop them up. Far below, the waves lapped gently against a beach of tumbleweed brown, framed by sepia rocks, sharp and rugged.
Floating on the sea was a boat, its sails bright with stripes of carnation pink and olive green.
Idyllic, except for one jarring note. Hanging in the sky, casting a baleful glare on the scene below was a violet-red sun....
A puzzled frown on her face, the kindergarten teacher flipped the drawing over and read the name on the back.
wIllOw R.
The End
Note; all crayon colours in the story (periwinkle, sepia etc) are real Crayola shades