I am cursed; I know enough about colour to know I don’t know enough about colour. I lack the easy confidence and freedom of the happy-go-lucky which says, ‘Oh cool, those are nice colours,’ and then clusters them happily and irreverently together. I am instead plagued by the indecisiveness of, ‘Those are nice colours, but will they really be right together?’ The rules of colour escape me, and I lack colour intuition. It’s torture. I’ll give you an example: my temperature blanket. Critical to a temperature blanket is the choice of colours representing the temperature scale. I know enough to …
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