As a child I was allowed blue, brown, white and dark green maybe. The day came when and my mother thought it was safe for me to shop by myself. I returned from the shop with a flame red skirt and a light green ( but very intense) shirt. I was in heaven!!! My mother was considering sending me off to live with another family...Of course I never saw the outfit again...Maybe I became an artist so I could 'legally' play with colour!
It occured to me that colour has been used as a 'political' tool and/or statement, and the more democratic our society becomes the more freedom has been given to the use of colour- I would love to read something about that-
I have another link for you. Here.
Hugs-
(and I will tell you something more- the pink is returning-its starting...)