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An Eye for Yellow

While doing a bit of research on yellow, my least favorite color, I found this article with a test that allows you to check how many color receptors (cones) you have in your eyes:

"You can check this rainbow: how many color nuances do you count?

If you see less than 20 color nuances: you are a dichromats, like dogs, which means you have 2 types of cones only. You are likely to wear black, beige, and blue. 25% of the population is dichromat.

If you see between 20 and 32 color nuances: you are a trichromat, you have 3 types of cones (in the purple/blue, green and red area). You enjoy different colors as you can appreciate them. 50% of the population is trichromat.

If you see between 33 and 39 colors: you are a tetrachromat, like bees, and have 4 types of cones (in the purple/blue, green, red plus yellow area). You are irritated by yellow, so this color will be nowhere to be found in your wardrobe. 25% of the population is tetrachromat."

I see 35 separate colors, so I am a tetrachromat (your computer, the article claims, will only show 35 colors, despite there being 39 altogether). I've also intensely disliked the color yellow my entire life, as I find it visually jarring and even, on occasion, upsetting. I've always refused to wear anything yellow as well, so it's not in my wardrobe.

I don't want to be prejudiced against any color, but after a terrible professional experience with another shade I avoided that one for years so it wouldn't trigger me or those memories. I've managed to overcome my dislike and avoidance of that color, so I thought this year I might try to make an art quilt using only the color yellow. I can't change the physical reason it's my least favorite color, but I think working with it will be good for me, and help me to see some beauty in it. Hopefully!

Lemon yellow image credit: 51581 from Pixabay

Receptor rainbow image and research credit: Prof. Diana Derval from Shanghai, China

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