I recently learnt of a genetic deficit called Achromatopsia, a genetic defect which causes total colour blindness in the affected. That means the inability to see any colour but black, white and shades of grey.
It is more common than you think, affecting 1 in 30 000 people, meaning that right this second, there are about 230 thousand people living in monochrome. I decided to show you, the people, that the world is still just as damn beautiful in greyscale.
The beauty is not in colour, rather in the object itself. Colour is an extension of its magnificence, it compliments, enhances. Accentuates. Without the presence of the subject, there is no beauty. Without the presence of colour, beauty still exists. The substance and significance- the heart if you will- does not reside in an object’s RGB values, rather in the interpretation of the object itself. You and I might look at the world the same, but how we perceive it is not. I see a mountain and think mountain. You see a mountain and think magnificence. X sees a mountain and sees the potential in that mount, be it as an art piece, a conquest opportunity or a mineral resource. The world is as it is, but rather, how you discern it makes all the difference. The birds only seem to chirp when your spirits are high, yet the thunderclouds roll in when the day can’t seem to get any worse.
You don’t see with your eye,
you perceive with your mind.
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