Joanna here: I was thinking about orange the other day. Not so much the delightful fruit, but “orange” as a color. I talked about this before in an earlier posting. Here.
What I was specifically mulling over was how folks in England had been confronted with the color orange every day – flowers, sunsets, trees in the fall, ochre mud on their mukluks – from the day they hiked out of Doggerland and ended up in Britain. Somehow they didn’t have a special word for orange and apparently didn’t miss it,
In Sanskrit the orange fruit is a nāranja. Making its way through Arabic, Old Provencal, Old French and Middle English turned it into an orange and the color came from that in C14.
So what did they call that color before the Fourteenth Century? Apparently geoluhread. As in, "Wow. Love your geoluhread i-pod!" Geoluhread would roughly translate as yellow-red and I am sure we are all grateful to Sanskrit for its intervention into what would have been a dismal shade with a long name.
Did folks think of orange as a distinct color, or was it just part of red? Roses, rubies, blood - were red. Pumpkins - also red.
When does a hue split off and become a different color?
Consider the dark red-brown color that gets called mahogany, dried blood, earth-toned, rust, and so on. Another language might have distinct words for for the color of tree trunks versus the color of dried oak leaves. To us, sienna and umber and burnt orange are different shades of brown.
So I was thinking about this and how we perceive colors we don’t have a name for. But fascinating though that may be, I turned my mind to the question of when certain color words found their way into English, with a bonus helping of "What words can I use in the Regency?"
There are lots of colors that didn't split off on their own - i.e. nobody noticed them as anything special - till the Victorians.
Mauve: Word comes from the mallow flower. Latin and then French. It was first used as a color name in 1856 by William Henry Perkin to describe the color of his first brand, spanking new aniline dye.
Magenta: is another aniline dye name, this one from 1860, named in honor of the Battle of Magenta in Italy fought the year before.
(The good guys won, by the way.) The town’s name traces back to Roman general and emperor Marcus Aurelius Valerius Maxentius (d. 312) who was also, overall, a good guy. Yeah, magenta.
Taupe: Comes from Latin talpa meaning the small mammal of the family Talpidae. A mole. Taupe arrives in English in 1906, describing a fashionable color.
Moleskin by the way, referred to the actual skin of moles (in the 1660s) and later to a thick, slightly fuzzy and gray fustian fabric (in 1803.) Now mostly nifty little notebooks. But it all dates back to the moles.
Aquamarine: The jewel word entered English in the 1590s via French or Provençal from Latin aqua marina "sea water."
Because aquamarine gem was ground to make oil paint, (in much the same way lapis lazuli was,) use of it as the specific color may date that far back. If our artist hero calls the heroine's eyes aquamarine in 1810, he may be referring to the gem or to the specialized paint pigment made from it because he's that kinda guy.
Aquamarine used to specifically mean a bluish-green color John Ruskin, 1846. The cards in Disney’s (1951) Alice in Wonderland (1865) could indeed have sung, “We’re painting the roses red. Not blue, not green, not aquamarine.”
Aqua by itself is later, in 1936.
Turquoise: Interestingly enough, the name of the stone makes no reference to its color. It comes from Old French pierre turqueise or "Turkish stone." The word entered English in the C14.
As a color name, though, it only dates to 1853.
Fuchsia: Named after the early C16 German botanist Leonhard Fuchs. (Fuchs means Fox in German.) It became a color name only in 1921.
Beige: From C13 Old French bege which means "the natural color of raw wool and cotton." Beige wandered into English from dialect French in 1858 describing a fine wool fabric. Beige didn’t graduate to being a color till 1891.
Lavender: doesn’t show up as a color till the 1840s so one can no longer dress an elderly aunt in it in 1819. Sorry.
Jade as a color,1865. Apricot as a color, 1906.
And I come to Khaki which I've added largely because it so refreshingly does not come to English from Latin via French.
Yes. It's another Victorian word. It's Persian via Urdu as Khak meaning "dust." So now you know the color of Persian dust.
Khaki hits English as a kind of cloth in 1857. Its first use as a color isn’t easy to pin down, but it’s after 1863.
Now you see why Heyer talks about puce rather than one of that whole slew of colors that hadn’t been born yet.
Puce: Is picked up in 1787, from French puce, meaning flea-color. Also flea.
We got the cousins of this word in Latin pucilem. Also Sanskrit plusih, Greek psylla, Slavonic blucha, and Lithuanian blusa. “That it could be generally recognized as a color seems a testimony to our ancestors' intimacy with vermin.”
Lots of good insult words there.
But pink is fine for the Regency. So are lilac, russet, cerulean, azure, ruby, rose, violet, tan, amber ... you got just a whole ballroom of dresses right there.
I could ask, “What’s your favorite color?”
But I think it’s easier to consider "What color do you really hate?"
For me it’s asphalt road color. Ugly. Just ugly.
Why couldn't they make them pink?
Or a nice restful aquamarine?
What a fascinating article, Jo!
Hmm, least favorite color... perhaps that putrid green that seems popular in hospitals and government buildings. (My favorite color is red.)
Posted by: Kareni | Wednesday, September 16, 2020 at 01:07 PM
Interesting post. I'm not fond of neon green or orange, but I don't think I actually hate any colors. It often depends on what the color is covering.
Years ago, one of my bosses treated all of the women in the office (six of us) to a trip to a salon where the professionals determined what colors looked best on us. It was a fun afternoon.
Turned out, I was a "winter." But the clothes and makeup I already had were perfect for that classification. So I didn't need to purchase a whole new wardrobe (smile). But I did learn why I didn't look good in pastels. Apparently I had a touch of red in my cheeks. I had never even noticed that before.
Posted by: Mary T | Wednesday, September 16, 2020 at 02:02 PM
Colors I dislike? It's a toss-up between olive and mustard. I have to admit to vanity because the reason for my dislike is that they both look awful on me. I'm not too fond of either of them as edibles either, but I'm not sure if I dislike the flavor because of the color or the color because of the flavor.
Posted by: Lil | Wednesday, September 16, 2020 at 02:34 PM
Kareni beat me to the post: I was going to call it "offical green" or "schoohouse green." When I was young my favorite color was red/. I don't have a favorite color today.
Posted by: Sue McCormick | Wednesday, September 16, 2020 at 03:49 PM
Fascinating, Jo! I haven't researched the origins of color, but clearly I should. I remember the craze for classifying people's coloring by the seasons: Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter. Summer and Winter tend to be cool colors, Spring and Autumn are warm tones. I once had my colors done and she said I was one of the truest Autumns she'd ever seen. This means I look good in colors people hate, like olive and mustard. *G* My favorite colors are dark reds like burgundy. Burgundy and gold look wonderful together.
Posted by: Mary Jo Putney | Wednesday, September 16, 2020 at 06:22 PM
That's terrific. I'm currently doing an extended Palette Effects 111 course with Blake Rudis. I was interested to find out that there are 2 colour wheels - one for painters and the other for digital purposes. They both overlap in some parts. However, names, apart from the likes of magenta, haven't entered the story.
Posted by: Robyn Aldridge | Wednesday, September 16, 2020 at 06:52 PM
Great post, Jo. I've always loved colors. Out of the Binney and Smith crayon box, my favorite color was Prussian Blue. It speaks to me. In adult life, I love burgundy/maroon and blue reds. Also black. Goes with everything. I abhor beige, would hesitate to wear white, and I'm not much on yellow, although I once had an outfit that paired a black jacket with a wool butter/yellow sweater. That I liked.Also bronze. I tend to like vivid rather than pale colors. So, getting back to the regency period...did they never wear lavender, even if there was no name for it? What about gray, for half mourning? BTW - naranja is the Spanish word for orange.
Posted by: Binnie Syril Braunstein | Wednesday, September 16, 2020 at 10:56 PM
Jo - one more thing...you mentioned colors in gemstones. Given a choice, I'd take garnets over rubies.
Posted by: Binnie Syril Braunstein | Wednesday, September 16, 2020 at 10:57 PM
Me too! I've ALWAYS loved garnets!
Posted by: Sue McCormick | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 04:23 AM
The color I hate is pea green purple. Makes me want to vomit.
Posted by: Betty | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 05:15 AM
Tudor England had a host of color names, just not the ones we use today. My favorite is “dead Spaniard”
Posted by: Kathy Lynn Emerson | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 05:23 AM
I tend to like all colors with a clear "tone." Those with a gray/grey underlay really turn me off, as I find them sickly looking. For background (walls), I like white to cream with plenty of bright or pastel punches. For clothing, my fave is yellow because it's hard to feel blue when you're wearing yellow!
Posted by: Mary M. | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 05:41 AM
Red is my favorite color, but I find that as I age I am less enthusiastic about it. Perhaps it has become too energetic for me? (But a majority of my T-shirts are still red.)
I am not fond of grey in clothing and decorating. It's just too dreary. OTOH I'm very fond of dreary weather. A grey sky is just so soothing.
Posted by: Barbara Monajem (@BarbaraMonajem) | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 05:53 AM
I looked this up and what fun! There's a whole Tudor color chart. My pick is "devil in the head," actually a pretty tone I'd say is between jade and turquoise. Black is called "mortal sin," which makes me wonder why it was worn in honor of the dead—seems like not the time to be associating sin with the deceased, as the soul was presumably being weighed for eternity.
Posted by: Mary M. | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 05:53 AM
Fascinating post, Jo! And I had to go and look up 'dead Spaniard' I can't believe the Regency people didn't use lavender, how weird! But I suppose lilac was enough. I can't stand the colour beige (and agree with an IKEA advert that said "beige is not a colour, it's a state of mind") or any brown/mustard/sandy colours. Probably because they don't suit me and make me look really pale and sallow. (I'm a Winter on that colour scheme thing too.) Love primrose yellow, red, black and vivid blues/greens. As for orange - when I was little and living in Sweden, the word orange was used occasionally, but mostly we referred to it as "brandgul" which means "fire yellow". Kind of like that German word.
Posted by: Christina Courtenay | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 05:56 AM
I can't stand red. When I was young my mother was always dressing me in red and I just got so fed up of it. My favorite color is mauve or purple.
Posted by: Teresa Broderick | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 06:46 AM
Mary Jo, my sister looks good in those colors too! That's one reason we could never share clothes. *G*
Posted by: Lil | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 07:49 AM
Interesting post. As a picture framer every company had different names for their mats and frames. Sometimes it was difficult to encourage the customer to complement the art being framed rather than match their home décor.
I do not like "puke green" or "squished caterpillar green." I also am not a fan of gray. As for clothing I love blue - any shade.
My daughter loved the Crayola colors and their names. When she went for her interview for Kindergarten the teacher held up a shade of red crayon and asked her what color this was. She studied it and finally told the teacher well it is either burnt orange or sienna. (All the teacher wanted to hear is "red")
Posted by: Margot | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 08:13 AM
I think that green is supposed to be soothing.
(jo shrugs)
I understand they did a psychological experiment where they painted police holding cells pink.
They discovered the prisoners were less obstreperous.
From this I concluded pink holding cells startled and terrified hardened criminals who were convinced they'd gotten some questionable illegal drugs or wandered into an alternate reality
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 09:37 AM
That's cool.
There's a lot of psychological research into the color palette for makeup and clothing and how it makes us feel. Lots of artists figuring this out in portraits, too.
No reason science and art shouldn't come to our aid and be useful.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 09:41 AM
The yellow-green point of the spectrum is not one of my favorites either. I'm a more bright, fresh lettuce green person. Or the deep brown-shadowed green of ferns.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 09:44 AM
I keep thinking "official green" dates to some well-meaning person deciding
- people like being in the forests and fields,
- forests and fields are green
- therefore institutional walls should be green
but not really paying any attention to WHICH green.
I've always mentally referred to this as "Landlady green."
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 09:47 AM
The relationship between language perception and the words used to denote colors is kinda interesting.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blue%E2%80%93green_distinction_in_language
The thing linguists get up to ...
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 09:50 AM
Thanks for this interesting post.
Yellow and orange generally make me look like I have jaundice. Purple is not a color I like. But, generally, I love colors.
When I look out my window, I see wonderful colors every where I look. Isn't that a terrific thing?
I love any shade of blue or green, I love peach. I am very fair but there are several shades of red that I love to wear and they do not wash me out.
In fact, generally I love color.
I hope everyone is taking care and staying safe.
Posted by: Annette N | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 09:50 AM
Interesting that digital paint colors would be different from applied paints.
... maybe because colors as shown by the c omputer come to us with light shining behind them ...?
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 10:07 AM
A much warmer and more subtle gem ...
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 10:13 AM
I hate even hearing about it.
Though I will admit I'm quite fond of split pea soup.
I still maintain London fog isn't that color, but maybe it was in Vi ctorian times.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 10:14 AM
I will rather indelicately bring up caca-dauphin from the court of Marie Antoinette.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 10:16 AM
I am puzzled and dismayed by the current predilection for gray walls.
I have managed to avoid both naval service and prison, but not prison- or battleship- gray walls, alas.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 10:19 AM
Dreary weather is good weather. Rain tends to bring out the introspective and creative in me.
I should probably go live on the Oregon coast.
Or possibly Mt. Waialeale on Kauai in Hawaii, which gets 460 inches of rain a year.
One of the rainiest spots on earth.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 10:22 AM
I love that
"brandgul"
I will have to start calling oranges that. They will appreciate the compliment.
Oranges are somewhat jealous of red peppers who get all the good press.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 10:25 AM
I like red as an energizing color. Wakes you up when you wear it.
And I appreciate that professional women can now use a red suit as power clothing. Makes women pop out of the crowd in serious important settings.
OTOH, do not don a red shirt while serving on the USS Enterprise.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 10:32 AM
I have this theory that a good deal of education is teaching kids to give the expected answer instead of ... well ... the creative answer or the expert answer or anything else not in the book.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 10:34 AM
How wonderful to live in a pla ce full of color.
I've been lucky enough to live in the tropics and the trees and flowers were always full of delight for me.
Now I'm more temperately based and I'm kinda in the process of throwing random rose bushes all over my front yard.
(This is accomplished over several years planting, you understand.)
There is nothing, absolutely nothing, more important than messing around in gardens.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 10:37 AM
Your Enterprise comment had me laughing aloud, Jo. Thank you!
Posted by: Kareni | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 10:44 AM
I think I'll pretend I never read this blog. I like colors. I like pretty colors. I do not like puce. Although it's good to know amber works because I really like it. So my heroines will wear colors they like and readers will just have to suck it up. Sorry.
Posted by: Patricia Rice | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 01:02 PM
Me Too....I read it, started laughing and mentally saw that red shirted crew member falling to the ground.
Posted by: Vicki L | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 01:40 PM
My color votes...no on institutional gray/green walls. Bleak and cloudy. Not too thrilled with avocado green. Definitely hate puky green. Though I do LOVE lots of green shades.
I think I'm more a specific shade of color hater than an all orange, green, etc. I do love clear colors and jewel toned colors.
Definitely fascinating how colors enhance or dull down neighboring colors. Art work, scrapbooking, painting, etc. Plus of course what works on/for each person.
That was very interesting about how the words for colors came about. Or the lack of a word to describe a color. I think "improper" use of color words would be unnoticeable in a regency book as long as the terms neon or glow in the dark are not used!
Posted by: Vicki L | Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 01:51 PM
I think a rainbow, where white light is split into its constituent colours, is one of the most beautiful sights in nature. I'm also intrigued at the vast range of colours perceived by mixing the seven constituents. Least fav might be the pale green often seen in public loos .... probably the cheapest emulsion!
Posted by: Quantum | Friday, September 18, 2020 at 03:23 AM
After being locked out of this blog for a week, I'm thrilled to be able to comment again! My least favorite color is mustard yellow.
The one color that always confuses me when I see it in historicals, is primrose. What color is that? From the context in those books, it appears to be yellow, but I've never seen any yellow primroses. The most common ones are pink.
Posted by: Karin | Friday, September 18, 2020 at 12:47 PM
I know. It always confused me too.
Primrose vulgaris (Common primrose) is most often pale yellow in the grassy fields and pastures of England and that's what people would have come across in the Regency.
Primroses are also white and pink in nature, but yellow is the expected shade.
It may be we more frequently see the non-yellow color variations in garden shops because they are snazzier.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Monday, September 21, 2020 at 08:28 AM
That green ... I suppose it is "pastel green" when you get right down to it ... is just a dreadful shade. It looks so unhealthy and unnatural.
I hang prisms in my windows and scatter rainbows all over the room. I am just hokey like that.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Monday, September 21, 2020 at 08:31 AM
I think historical authors need to know a bit generally about how English was used in the era they write in.
It's the same way a contemporary writer would be aware of differences in current spoken English.
The exact date of word origins -- this isn't going to matter to a reader.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Monday, September 21, 2020 at 09:49 AM
The whole question of how we see colors is an interesting one.
An artist might have 300 words to describe shades of blue and be able to distinguish one from the other consistently and precisely.
I have maybe 20 words.
Does this mean I "see" fewer colors? Remember fewer colors? Form concepts and opinions in a less subtle way about colors?
Hmmm ... I think I need another cup of tea.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Monday, September 21, 2020 at 09:58 AM
I've always detested pink. When (where) I grew up, "pink" signified everything girlie, i.e. weak, silly, air-headed, etc. Now that I'm silver-haired, I've given in occasionally because silver hair does look nice with a certain shade of pink sweater. But I'm still inclined to pick soft earth colors to wrap myself in, like sienna, sky blue, forest green.
Posted by: Eugenia Parrish | Wednesday, October 07, 2020 at 09:27 AM
I had a Studebaker in the 70s that a friend called sh*t-brindle green, pretty close to the wall color mentioned above. I was in an accident and had to replace a fender which came in tan. So I gladly had the car repainted bright red with a silver roof to reflect the sun and nicknamed her Christmas. My favorite color is maroon, with purple being a close second.
Posted by: Serena DuBois | Thursday, October 08, 2020 at 05:26 PM
I don't think it matters what words the author uses in description for colors, but perhaps it does if spoken by a character. I read a lot a Regencies [obviously since I'm here!], and like the language to reflect the era as much as possible, call it Georgette Geyer syndrome, since she started me on Regencies. She had a character, IIRC, with a moleskin vest. I always thought "poor moles" when I read it, little knowing about the possibility of a fuzzy tan-brown [?] material.
Posted by: Serena DuBois | Thursday, October 08, 2020 at 05:35 PM
Yep. Earth colors for the win.
I have the same reaction to pink. It seems girlie and I own almost nothing in that shade.
Pity, because I think it's flattering to pale skin types.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, October 15, 2020 at 02:45 PM
I'll admit it. I'll admit it. I was puzzled by the use of "moleskin" for a vest. Also for the use of moleskin for little notebooks.
It wasn't till I looked up the history for this blog that I got it sorted out.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, October 15, 2020 at 02:47 PM
Red was the right choice. Oh yes.
Posted by: Joanne Bourne | Thursday, October 15, 2020 at 02:48 PM