Imaginary Color - Perception of Imaginary Colors

Perception of Imaginary Colors

If a saturated green is viewed until the green receptors are fatigued and then a saturated red is viewed, a perception of red more intense than pure spectral red can be experienced. This is due to the fatigue of the green receptors and the resulting lack of their ability to desaturate the perceptual response to the output of the red receptors.

At Walt Disney World, Kodak engineered Epcot's pavement to be a certain hue of pink so that the grass would look greener.

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