"Synesthesia [...] is a neurologically based condition in which stimulation of one sensory or cognitive pathway leads to automatic, involuntary experiences in a second sensory or cognitive pathway.
According to Richard Cytowic, Sound to Color synesthesia is "something like fireworks": voice, music, and assorted environmental sounds such as clattering dishes or dog barks trigger color and firework shapes that arise, move around, and then fade when the sound ends. For some, the stimulus type is limited (e.g., music only, or even just a specific musical key); for others, a wide variety of sounds triggers synesthesia.
Sound often changes the perceived hue, brightness, scintillation, and directional movement. Some individuals see music on a "screen" in front of their face. [...] Individuals rarely agree on what color a given sound is (composers Liszt and Rimsky-Korsakov famously disagreed on the colors of music keys); however, synesthetes show the same trends as non-synesthetes do. For example, both groups say that loud tones are brighter than soft tones, and that lower tones are darker than higher tones."
I discovered recently this year that I have Sound to Color synesthesia, but it's very minor I found out when I was at a concert/night club and "felt" that the colors of the light show weren't matching to the music. When listening to music in the car or with headphones on, I can "see" colors flashing/moving in the back of my head like a built-in visualizer and sometimes "taste" sounds, but it doesn't impair me from whatever I'm doing at the moment. It's really difficult to explain, so here's a drawing
When I was younger I used to think of inanimate objects having personalities, but I'm not sure if this was synesthesia. Sometimes when I was moving stuff around, like say a lamp, I ended up leaving it where it was because it wanted to be near my desk. Or maybe I put on a particular shirt because I never wore it as much as the others, so it was sad. I'm constantly having to remind myself that these things couldn't actually feel for my actions.
I remember as a kid trying to convince my mom not to throw away a really old, gross, smelly mop because the broom loved her and it would break his heart. Or how I have to have a certain lamp by a bookshelf at all times because the lamp is an avid book reader and gets upset.
I also remember my mom having flash cards of multiplication and I refused to do 8x3 even if I knew the answer, because 8 is a HUGE bully and will push 3 around if 5 isnt there. And how the colors and the card were wrong-- "No mommy, 2 is bright green, and 7 is yellow and 8 is dark purple like an eggplant. And of course 4 is dark green" "Why is 4 dark green?" "Because F is dark green."
I understand you completely!!!!!!!! Everything has a face and feelings'!!!! I understand that. But 2 is peach, 7 is rusty orange and green,8 is brown, 4 is blue, and f is green. Your perseption is so different from me. HA. I absolutely love it.
Life is pretty exciting for me xDD
I also remember my mom having flash cards of multiplication and I refused to do 8x3 even if I knew the answer, because 8 is a HUGE bully and will push 3 around if 5 isnt there. And how the colors and the card were wrong--
"No mommy, 2 is bright green, and 7 is yellow and 8 is dark purple like an eggplant. And of course 4 is dark green"
"Why is 4 dark green?"
"Because F is dark green."