The Value of Color

I learnt this from an army lieu­tenant, and didn’t find any ref­er­ence to it on the Inter­net, so am writ­ing about it. I have often met peo­ple who dis­cuss about how we take things for granted, and never real­ize their value unless we miss them. Typ­i­cal exam­ples include elec­tric­ity and water. But what about color?

Indian army sol­diers, who’re deployed on Siachen, have numer­ous news­pa­per, mag­a­zine, and such stuff posted on their cabin walls. They’re sup­pos­edly mad about any such clips, and bring them along when­ever they’re back to Siachen from the main­land. Their walls are lit­tered with pho­tographs, news­pa­per clip­pings, mag­a­zine cutouts — any­thing that is colored.

Why? Because the whole world in Siachen is only the white of the snow. They don’t get to see color at all.

Do we ever even think about such things?

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  • I was in eight grade, earnestly watch­ing Disney’s “Duck Tales” show. In one of the episodes ‘Cold duck’ uncle Scrooge goes to Antarc­tica. They have depicted this nicely.
    First, the pen­guins take away their col­or­ful clothes. Sec­ond, they have a ‘Museum of col­ors’ where all col­or­ful objects are kept. Third, the pen­guins attack the ducks because they think they are there to steal their col­ors. Fourth, the lit­tle pen­guin who helped Scrooge and the fam­ily gets a col­or­ful para­chute, box of crayons and a col­or­ful scarf as a present.…. (ok I should stop, you can read more here: Trea­sure of the Golden Suns (PS: Need­less to say, I wor­ship Duck Tales;) ))
    That was when I real­ized the value of colors.

    Another thought. Why is ‘Green’ the holy color of Mus­lims? Because in Ara­bia, imag­ine a guy wan­der­ing in desert. Sud­denly he finds an oasis (i.e. green), and he believes its a god sent gift.
    Why is Red holy to Tibet­ian Bud­dhists? Because its bright and col­or­ful and rare against the typ­i­cal Tibet­ian land­scape (a snow and rock desert).
    Why is Orange holy to Hin­dus? I leave it to you.
    (I’m not seri­ous, this is just my theory)

  • Priyank: thanks so much for offer­ing these insights! How wonderful!

    I haven’t seen the Duck tales and will now try to. You reminded me of Disney’s Fan­ta­sia!

    I’ve no idea why Orange is holy to Hin­dus. The clos­est thing I can asso­ciate Orange with is fire, which is an inte­gral part of many Hindu cer­e­monies. But I don’t think that is what makes Orange sacred to Hin­dus. Please shed more ‘light’ on this! :-)

  • Colour is very impor­tant to us humans and I feel sad that when you searched the inter­net you didn’t come across my post on colour! :) How­ever I feel too embar­rassed to leave a link here. So only if you are inter­ested you can check it out on my blog. I have done a photo fea­ture on it and you will find it in my cat­e­gory pho­tog­ra­phy. I got a few inter­est­ing com­ments on that post as well and you just might find answers to some of your questions…

  • An inter­est­ing post. Made me think for a while and its true even for color when one gets starved of it. It also reminded me of an expe­ri­ence in Hokkaido while enjoy­ing the Snow fes­ti­val (aka yuki mat­suri). I couldn’t get my eyes used to the bright white­ness reflected by the sun­lit snow for nearly half an hour, later I will write a post on its evo­lu­tion­ary impact on select eth­nic groups human!
    Also this post made me won­der how the world will look like for the Polar bear being a mam­mal spend­ing most of its life time on white ice land mass. I guess for it color means those which appear in sky, ocean, rocks and the blood red which it expe­ri­ences while eat­ing its prey! Wish I could see through its eyes.

    a nice post mahendra!

  • It’s also inter­est­ing to note that our notion of colour is very much our own, in the sense of being lim­ited to Homo Sapi­ens. Our reti­nal appa­ra­tus is able to sense/detect a par­tic­u­lar nar­row (very nar­row) band of wave­lengths, and that is what we con­sider to be vis­i­ble light. Bees for instance have a very dif­fer­ent vis­i­ble range. What we con­sider ultra-violet (and there­fore invis­i­ble) is very much bang in the mid­dle of the vis­i­ble spec­trum for bees. I also find it inter­est­ing to imag­ine how life else­where (other than earth) with a com­pletely dif­fer­ent vis­i­ble range (per­haps microwave to infrared) would cat­e­go­rize its colours..
    I know this is a devi­a­tion from the orig­i­nal theme, but since colour is essen­tially a range of dis­tinc­tions of “vis­i­ble” light, I felt this might be rel­e­vant :)

  • Nita: I reckon you are refer­ring to your photo-essay of India in color, show­ing how we Indi­ans dress in col­or­ful clothes. I had indeed read that when you had posted it. What I was refer­ring to regard­ing search­ing on the Inter­net was the focus of my post: the sol­diers’ crav­ing for color in Siachen.

    How­ever, I had not read through all the com­ments, which I did now, and yes, there are some inter­est­ing points to pon­der! Thanks for the redirect!

    Thiru: nice to see you haven’t dis­ap­peared alto­gether! :-) Thanks for the com­pli­ments. Your thoughts regard­ing see­ing the world from a polar bear’s per­spec­tive are inter­est­ing. How­ever, just like it has evolved to with­stand the cold, it would’ve evolved to get used to the white. Unlike our soldiers…

    I look for­ward to your post on the evo­lu­tion­ary impact!

    Ashok: I’ve always observed how the romance and allure of ‘color’ dis­ap­pears when you place it in the sci­en­tific con­text of fre­quency, spec­trum, and wave­lenths! :-) I didn’t know about the bees hav­ing a dif­fer­ent vis­i­bil­ity range. Regard­ing aliens, I believe Carl Sagan has touched upon this in one of his books, I’m not sure. All these are fas­ci­nat­ing thoughts…

  • Except for the pine and spruce trees, which stay dark green, most plants turn a dull yel­low and brown dur­ing the win­ter in Col­orado. Some­how that tires me more than the snow which, when it comes, can be quite beau­ti­ful after the storm has passed and the sky turns deep blue above the sparkling crys­tals of new snow.

    But the snow quickly melts where I live — then every­thing is back to dull yel­low and brown again, and I start wish­ing it were spring and that there were new shades of green everywhere.