I distinctly remember having an argument with my father when I was six years old, in which I maintained that I could already see the colors on the TV shows I watched. Even though we had a black-and-white TV. I was convinced I saw that Yogi Bear was brown and that the sky over Jellystone Park was blue.
At least now I know that I wasn't uniquely crazy.
...And his tie and hat were green. Obviously.
(Thanks to Steven House)
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Jim Bullard: "I once did a show of all B&W photos and several months later met someone who had seen the show and complimented me on the 'wonderful colors' in my images and described one in particular that she liked. I judiciously decided not to correct her. I'm sure she did see color in them."
John Robison: "Never paid attention to whether I saw colors or not. But this I know. In a completly dark darkroom, I actually 'see' the film I'm loading on the reel. Strange."
Harold Merklinger: "I had a similar experience, except I was probably eight or nine at the time. My first camera was an Ansco Craftsman—which was an assemble-it-yourself box camera using 120 film. The first photo I took that actually had good tonality was of a rooster. I was sure I could see the rooster's colors even though the image was black and white. But there was another sensory experience too. I also thought I could taste something. And I still get that taste experience when I view an image—black and white or color—that displays tonalities that are just exactly right!"