anyone who has heard me sing, will testify, i really am tone deaf.
but i am blessed with a wonderful ability with color..
i can see colors the way those with perfect pitch can hear notes..
i can match colors.. i have mixed paints (exterior enamals) to touch up a huge patch made out of sheet metal (the was just screw on) on the under side of the back (between rear wheel and bumper..) the paint didn't have the same sparkle/glitter as car paint, but it was a perfect match.. (and cheaper than all those cans of spray paint that never really quite match anyway)
i am excelent at matching trim--thread/binding/buttons (on clothing)-- a skill my mother utilized when i was still a child..
i have a pantone book of colors, and even though it has 1000 + shades, i really had to compromise on the purple i chose for my entry way hall paint.. the book didn't have the exact shade i envisioned, and i couldn't find anything to color match.. The color i chose is quite nice.. deep, rich purple (harold and the purple crayon purple) i wanted a shade just a little bluer, but still purple!
i ended up with deep purple, not eggplant, or prune, or mauve wine, or burgendy, or grape jam, or concord grape.
most of the other purples were too light in town (medium to pastel tones) or too redish--red violet..
some one i know used the term puce recently.. puce.. a redish brown.. the color of a lice's underside(belly) right after a blood feast.. its really a lovely color.. (when not on someone's face!
