Walking around, in a dayly bases, i get to see hundreds of people coming and going, having nothing to do with each other. Some times it seems all that i can see are colors, moving non stop from one side to the other, showing a special feeling or a way of being on that very particular day.
I found myself asking, how difficult may be for this oriental girls wearing their black dresses?, so sober, slightly shadowy, full of containment and mystery from head to feet, showing just the spark or shadow in their eyes between the tiny space that give them that freedom of showing the colours of their souls daily. I could see their eyes, some times black, sometimes brown, blue, green, yellow....discovering tenderness, naivety, strength, coldness, hate, rigidity, misunderstanding, injustice, love, or any other feeling contain in their vision and hearts.. how amazing power for human communication just through the eyes!!!!! But, if we imaging them not wearing those dresses, mysterious, sober, full of expectancy and misunderstanding from who observe, then, the only thing we'll be able to perceive again would be the external, the colours of their clothing, the quality of their face expressions, all the physical elements that say further less or even nothing about what is within every individual. Even though that is the most common, it seems further more unconfortable to look into their eyes, to feel we are invasive through that sight tunnel ....
How does it feel dressing in black with no luxury or fashion designs? How does it feel look into the world through the tunnel of their clothing? .... to be honest, i am not interested so much in experiencing so, but i would love to know from them, the feeling of living and "facing the world" behind the veil of their culture. I would love to know what is their relation and meaning for black: tradition? Unveil of the true colors of the soul? Diminishing spirit shadows? Is it more easy to keep traditions through black than through white or any other colour? Do they have forbidden more strongly red than yellow? ....
It might all this sound stupid, but actually I believe in colors as reflexion of the soul state, our emotions, our personality. Black for me could be stile, status, at the same time than suffering, grief, introspection, stillness and even anger.... I need to live in full colour, showing my yellow days, my green vital energy, my days of tranquility, peace and balance in white, freshness and fluidity in blue, and so on...have you ever thought about the possibility that clothing factories produce more beige, black, white, brown and grey so that they could keep people as a mass easier to manipulate to polarized? I had thought about it, and I don't like it, but that is a different theme and at the same time the same....Colours belongs to the soul and we should used them all inside and outside!!!! :-)
Tibaire Useche.
