Many would describe life as a colourful landscape.

A landscape with valleys that carve into the lush, verdant mountain sides with ease.

Leaving nothing

where something once was.

A landscape with powerful rivers that work their way into the hills,

carving a path down to the infinite oceans. Leaving a new cold and vibrant sapphire colour where once there was a vivid emerald.

These colours exi...

It started like every other day. I woke up, rolled out of bed, opened the curtains, adn smiled. The gey and dark grey hues painting the sky like charoal. I slid my slippers on and made my way downstairs, to make breakfast and coffee for me and my husband. As i made it to the bottom, something caught my eye. It was….bright. I rubbed my eyes and looked around. There it was. The table, it was…differe...

The world had always been dark, but it was darker with every step I took. There was no happiness or hope. Beauty was flat and dull if it could be found. The world was sluggish and slow. But it was all I had ever known, outside of fantasy. I dreamed of a world where there was purposeful life, a world where every breath I took was a blessing, not a curse. I heard stories of colors that where all aro...

The pain he caused made my world of blacks and whites,

No colors of sorts can be found,

No values just shades of black and grey,

He brought me pain,

The sadness within,

Till one day I’m able to see colors within,

Roaming the streets,

Finally away from him,

I see the teddy bear in a little girls hand,

The same one I had once,

A light woody brown,

With a singular pink bow around the neck,

Th...

He didn’t know the world was lacking until it offered him something more.

The world had always been monochrome-normal, washed, and predictable. The sky was light gray. Faces bore shadows, never warmth. Even fire looked like smoke pretending to be flame. No one ever talked about it like it was weird. It was all they had ever known. It was just life.

Then one day, as he walked through the park, he...

Everything in my life had been black and white. Always has been. Pallad and sad. And that’s how I’d constantly see the world, too. Everybody just a bland copy of someone else.

Really, I can’t even understand the concept of ‘color.’ Achromatopsia, is what they call it. A birth defect. It doesn’t matter though.

I don’t like people. I never have. They are all just horrid humans, I could never love ...

I come from amazing Indiginous heritage that honors the diversity in the world from all creatures beings, from all forms of life and when you understand what it means to be Indiginous, everything is alive or has life! Though I was raised in a way that views the world as black and white, this way of thinking was so limited to me and left a gaping hole inside. With a black and white view of the worl...

All my life I’ve seen nothing but black and white; a world with nothing but vague emptiness.

Everyday was empty until today. Glimpses of colours filled my eyes and I couldn’t help to think I was crazy. Those first colours felt like life had been restored back into me; a world that seemed filled with possibilities. I began to just look around me and view this new life. For the first time in my life...

I always saw the world from a different glass, my window was black and white and lifeless too but today I saw a hint of something that could turn into my discovery of my dear self , it was something that I thought was so shiny that my eyes shuttled away from the sight of it , I can’t name it yet because I have no knowledge or experience in human colors but I think people call it golden yellow and ...

The day I awake from the TV, my feeling of isolation and boredom travels around me leaving me mentally unstable. My loneliness became more frequent and I couldn't heal from what had been invented. Yet. The fadish colour synced to my eyes like a hallucination not knowing if it was real. Again. More colour starts to appear in sight and the light around my head is brighter than a flashlight back in m...