Describe The Color Blue

As a child, I unraveled nature’s beauty and existence. Each new experience brought me feelings of excitement and joy, sparkling my imagination and igniting my curiosity. It all seemed so large back then. Oceans appeared endless as they reached towards the horizon. Treetops seemed to make friends with the puffy-looking clouds as they soared to the sky. Over the years however, as I have grown older and life has become more complex, I am beginning to think less and less about the natural world around me. I glimpse sunset stuck in rush-hour traffic trying to return school after debate practices and only listen to the pitter-patter of the rain when there’s a storm outside. Forests and oceans seemed less appealing as they became intertwined with the urban development. In a way, I was becoming more and more distanced from the so-called nature. So, with an overwhelming desire for adventure and to escape the masses, my family and I drove to Big Bend National Park in Southwest Texas last summer.

Most people do not see color as simply the way something looks, however. They tend to associate certain colors with specific feelings, emotions and memories. (Dmitrieva) For instance, blue is most commonly associated with “feeling blue” meaning one feels upset or depressed, however, blue is

Forests, lakes, and rivers are the places I love to spend my time. No matter what I am doing outside I will always be happy. My favorite part about being an outdoorsman has to be dressing for the weather. Living in Minnesota I learned the weather can change overnight, and I am always prepared. My eagerness to be outside was influenced by my family at a young age. I enjoy hiking through beautiful forests and cross country skiing over frozen snow covered lakes. I spend so much time in nature I learn to appreciate things on a whole different level. Nature has so much beauty and mystery it cannot be

Colors are apart of our everyday lives. They help us on dreaming, creating and increasing youthfulness. The author used colors to illustrate an importance behind objects, emotions, and characters. The various colors symbolize location, character traits and appearances.

Every single social class has some aspects of this color around the. For the old rich, the color blue is used to describe many things such as Tom’s knuckles after he punched Myrtle, the color blue was also used to describe Tom’s car and the ocean. “. . . we came into sight of the easygoing blue coupe”(125). Even though Tom is the most associated with blue in the old rich community many others also have ties to the color. This includes the people of West Egg. The difference with the color blue in the new rich is that it is more associated with happy things such as gardens, banners, and the sky. “In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars” (39). Thought these two communities are associated with blue so is the lower class, also known as The Valley of the Ash’s. In The Valley of the ashes the color blue most often represents hope. Hope for a new and better lives in Myrtles blue spotted dress. Hope for a more fulfilling life in Wilsons eyes, Myrtles husbands. Hope for a brighter future in the eyes smeared on the sign featuring Doctor T.J. Eckleburg. “When he saw us a damp gleam of hope sprang into his light blue eyes” (25). Although blue is used to represent almost everyone many colors do not such as the colors gray and

I’ve always thought of myself as a person who has a interesting background and childhood. My childhood would consist of fails, near death experiences, and anything crazy or out of the ordinary from other people’s childhoods. Most of my days would consist of going to school, seeing something amazing or crazy, go home, and do homework. Occasionally, I would go to the park where i would explore new places or just walk around and try to make new friends. Most of the time, I would just explore my surroundings and enjoy nature as much as I can. Whenever I would go to El Salvador, I would walk around in big forest and enjoy how fresh the air is. The air over in the countryside is pure and makes you feel at peace due how low the co2 levels are in

Blue is not just a colour, rather, the colour blue is a way of life. In her essay ‘Bluets’ Maggie Nelson digs with her emotions to capture the colour blue through different perspectives of her experiences. Nelson writes 240 fragments of a collection of images to analyze and reflect on the physical colour of blue, and the feeling she encounters when she writes about her search for inspiration. She does a great job giving readers an insight in her journey finding research with colour blue and its impact her experiences. Thus, Nelson finds a relationship with the colour blue using specific details from her observation. She explores her ideas analyzing the way blue is a physical colour in objects and the way blue describes her feelings. Furthermore,

When I was younger, I remember this space in between my back yard and these appartments that was filled with trees; it was almost like my own personal forest. I would escape there and spend hours chasing stray cats and making pine cone soup until my mother called me in for dinner. I remember how I wish that I could have this freedom forever and how I was going to run away from everything and live in the wild when I got older. A lot of people can relate to wanting to get away from it all and live just for yourself, but most , like me, ether grew out of it or just keep this image for a stressful day when you want to relax with no plans on ever completing this fantasy. Unlike the rest of us there are the few who actually make this this a reality like Christopher Johnson McCandless who died in the Alaskan wild after pursuing this

In a short story by Alice Munro, “A Red Dress 1946”, Color Imagery is used to represent the inner feelings of the narrator and how she wants to be blue. The narrator’s dream is to live a blue life, a life where she is just like everyone else. Munro writes, “when I was unaware of the world’s opinion. Now, grown wiser, I wished for dresses like those my friend Lonnie had, bought at Beale’s store”(1). Lonnie is able to buy things like her dresses from stores which just makes the narrator want to be blue. The narrator wants to be blue even more because of how Lonnie and many other girls can buy things but if she wants a nice dress she can’t buy it she

and green. Blue as discussed earlier was represented as the color of the God and other religious concepts, so the major incorporation of the color blue in the reliquary chasse indicated the spiritual significance it carried. Envisioning blue on the chasse unified people to Jesus Christ. Many of the reliquary chasse of the 12th century narrated a story; this individual one narrates the crucifixion of Christ. There are several key figures engraved throughout the exterior of the chasse, however since the crucial scene of the execution are shown on the front face of the chasse, that indicates that this chasse was primarily to be seen from the front rather than the sides. If viewed from the front, the top has three figures designed on it. In the center is the God the Father and on his either sides are two unknown saints. All three figures are represented in mandorlas however in different colors. The God of Father is displayed in the blue mandorla while the saints are shown in green mandorla. Here we can interpret a sense of hierarchy because the God of Father is shown in blue, which represents a divine color, however the saints are represented in green that is a mix of blue and yellow. So, blue still exists and represents divinity, yet the mixture of blue and yellow to produce a different shade of blue signifies that the God of Father is above and more important than the saints.

Strictly speaking, blue is nothing but light that is reflected off the surface of an object and into receivers. These receivers then send electrical impulses to the brain that then interprets the impulses as blue. In that case, what more is color other than the interpretation of electrical signals? Without the stimuli and the receiver, there would be no color. In that case, color is only defined by the measurement of something else. A scientific approach to seeing color reveals a puzzling explanation.

My Wooded World Sheila Visingardi tells a story about how nature plays a huge part in her life. As a child she would sit in the beautiful, relaxing, woods and let her mind wander. It was as if the branches would call to her. (Lines 2-4) As the speaker grows older the woods have become an escape for her. The woods represent a sanctuary. This is where she feels inspired and creative, and also safe and at home. It is “a world full of imagination, creativity, resourcefulness, as well as inspiration.” (Lines 7-8)

When arriving at Tumbledown Mountain, I was surrounded by brown and reddish leaves that were scattered on the ground. The trees around me were filled with luscious, vibrant, green leaves that enchanted my eyes. In addition to the leaves and trees, there was a lot of moss growing on tree stumps that looked like a small blanket covering an infant. Wild, white mushrooms were also growing out of the ground, which gave the ground a pop of color. Taking a step out of the car and onto the leaves, sounded like fire crackling at a camp fire. The sound of the leaves made the hairs on my arm stick up and filled my skin with small goose bumps. At first the smell of the woods was unfamiliar, but I soon got used to it and felt at ease. It felt like I was in my own fantasy where I could escape my troubles and focus on each little detail in the woods.

As I left behind the somber forest, I now recognized an appreciation for nature that I did not realize I had. I now knew there was more to nature than just trees and animals, but also I found the

Walking through the trail full of mud and leaves always made me think about my life. It was always there when I needed to walk and get things off my mind. Looking around watching the leaves fall off tree after tree flying like butterflies, all different colors. When they stopped, they immediately died and they were not coming back alive again. Piled leaves filled up under trees and children ran and jumped on them like they were pillows. These trees tripled the height of humans with numerous branches holding hundreds of leaves. While walking the river flows and it is such a beautiful view with the sun shining right off of it. The ducks and little birds chirping and floating through the smooth water puts a joy to my face.