Suddenly I see yellow all around.
Could be it’s the only colour bold enough to sing above the muffling grey dricht. I have memories in the New Orleans’s French Quarter of yellow olive oil amphora from the South of France loudly punctuating the murky topical plantings of enclosed courtyards.
Pay attention, waspish with black. Chic confident with grey.
Add litres of white and transform it to a bold accent colour with black graphics.