Color theory is basically the study of how various colors make us react and feel. It says things like "blue suppresses the appetite" and "red makes you angry". It is actually pretty interesting stuff, but I have a whole different version of color theory that I live by.
Oh good- I am so glad you asked:)
Color Theory according to the artist:
Blue: The soft color. For some reason, every single piece of my favorite clothing belonging to other people is blue. The softest tshirts of the smartest, the oversized sweatshirt that I wear when I am rocking the frumpy look, and my college room mate's pullover that I still regret not secretly staining then stealing were all varying shades of blue. I, however, make a point to avoid blue shirts, because I have a mental block about wearing blue shirts with blue jeans. Why yes, I am strangely damaged, thanks for noticing.
Yellow: The hip color. Every time I see yellow used in design, it is always in a funky and trendy way that makes me want to BE the person who thought to use yellow like that. So I guess that actually makes yellow the color of jealousy, but that is sort of beside the point.
Purple: The forgotten color. Purple is so under appreciated. It is one of those colors that sort of falls in and out of fashion a little bit, but it steadily waits for us to come back it it, the way that a royal color always should.
Red: The daring color. If I could rock the red lipstick look, I would be at least 89% more awesome than I am right now. Every time I put on red lipstick I get self conscious about what people will think and end up dabbing it off before I have to face the masses.
Pink: The bi-polar color. I think the reason I like pink so much is because it is exactly as confused about its identity as I am. Light pink is so sweet and stately, and makes me think of country days and fields of wheat and sundresses. Bright pink is loud and overbearing and sort of sneakily inspiring (yes, I did just refer to myself as "sneakily inspiring". I think I found my new catch phrase).
Gray: The perfect color. Gray is my absolute favorite color- because it is the color the sky makes before it rains. I like that gray is the middle ground between black and white, because I am perpetually indecisive.
Black: The interpretation color. Black has so many meanings that nearly every time you see it, you have to make assumptions about what it means. Maybe the black poster is meant to be stately and fancy- or maybe it is meant to be grungy and hard core. The black shirt could be simple and sophisticated, or it could be the only clean item in my closet. I like being allowed to draw my own conclusions, it allows for far more mistakes to be made.