Within the language of art, I've noticed I speak a particular dialect. I speak color. No, not the language of color. Analogous, primary, hue, chroma, tint are terms used to describe different properties of color. I mean I speak actual color. "Look at the Ocher in that wheat field" or "did you see the Viridian shutters on that house?" And "those geraniums are the perfect shade of Scarlet Lake!" Other artists who paint understand me clearly. They nod their head in agreement or sometimes chose their own descriptive paint color to further narrow in on the exact hue. Then we all murmur "oh, yes, much better choice!" As amusing as it may seem, it makes perfect sense to us!
Yes, I speak in color. I used to say things like "that's a lovely shade of blue". Now I use the exact name that corresponds with the tube of color: "what a lovely shade of ultra marine." Once when a young lady working for an Italian cruise line told me her name was Azura, I knew not only what her name meant, but that her eyes had inspired her parents to name her that.
But beyond its many names and hues, Color allows us- the visual artist- to express themselves without words. Color itself speaks. Besides my speech, I use it to speak through my art. I use color to reflect a mood or I change natural colors to intensify or exaggerate an element or else dull it to give it less importance in the painting. Color evokes emotion and sets the tone for a painting. The many ways and uses for color are too many for this short post, but such a powerful tool needs to be understood to be used well. Like a spoken language we do well when we learn how to use it to communicate our intent as clearly as possible. I am still learning!
Just a thought.