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Color Your World: 120 Days of Crayola; Gold

Gold Mozart

Gold Mozart

There have been 2 Series of Gold in the Crayola Series. The first Gold was a metallic color in the assortment from 1903 to 1915. Gold II was available in bulk from 1953 to 1956. Why was Gold sold in bulk during those years? I guess we were all getting gold stars, colored on our spelling papers!  In the “Discovery” series Gold was known as Galactic Gold and/or Sunken Treasure. In the “State Crayon Collection,” it was known as Fort Knox Gold and represented Kentucky.

My picture of Gold (A Gold Mozart) was taken at the Schönbrunn Castle in Vienna, Austria. Exactly what is the purpose of this man? I would not want my picture taken with him because I think the concept is soooooooo tacky. I borrowed this picture from SB’s collection! Can you imagine the job description? Wanted…….  Someone who can stand motionless for hours on a tiny platform, in all weather, completely painted in gold. Must be able to tolerate unbearable, silly tourists who want their picture taken with you. I hope they get paid well! If you have had this job or know anyone who has, please, enlighten me on their purpose or what they got out of it! 

This post is just one of many in the Color Your World: 120 Days of Crayola Challenge! Enjoy!

7 Responses to “Color Your World: 120 Days of Crayola; Gold”

  1. AnnetteM

    I think it is a glorified form of begging, maybe for poor drama students. This is becoming very popular in London, especially around Trafalgar Square. I don’t like it either and find it very spooky, but you have to admit it does show some sort of talent to be able to stand so still while everyone stares at you trying to make you laugh.

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    • CadyLuck Leedy

      When we were in Italy a man colored in pale chalk dust dressed as a priest stepped on the train. I thought he was having to do penance or something ! When we got to our village and I asked our host about him she was truly frightened and told us not to address him in any way! Spooky indeed!

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  2. Hildegard

    Part of universal all-pervasive tourism tackiness. Or a form of street entertainment. Or just being available to demonstrate the colour gold 😉

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