How did the color black become a symbol of mourning?

Question

and i love black color!!!

Answer 1

The color black best represented the Victorian act of mourning because it symbolizes the absence of light and in turn, life. It was an instantly recognizable sign that a loved one had departed this life. It is also said that wearing black for mourning comes from a Roman idea; the mourners could prevent being haunted from the ghost of the deceased by cloaking themselves in black.
Black was not the only color that signaled mourning. In full mourning, white was used for cuffs and collars. By half mourning a woman had a bevy of colors to choose from, by comparison. Grey, mauve, purple, lavender, lilac, and white could all be implemented. Deep reds such as burgundy were also fashionable in the late Victorian era. Subtle prints using any combination of these colors were also allowed. This trend was more popular in the south because of the weather. Dressing in full white, including the weeping veil, was a sign of mourning in the tropics.
Children’s garments were white with black trim in the summer and gray with black trim in the winter. This was mostly for infants and girl’s between the ages of 15 and 17. Children under the age of 15 were thought not to be able to handle the grief brought on by assuming mourning. A girl was considered a woman at 17 and could be in full mourning if a loved one was to die.

Answer 2

Yo lady...if you need to identify with the color black as a symbol...take it to its height and drop the "U" !! And Smile when that sun shines! Have a Good One!

Answer 3

my guess would be that when we close our eyes we see blackness. People always associate dying with sleeping or closing ones eyes. Im sure thats not true I just wanted to answer your question cause you looked like a hottie who was into darker things just as I am.

Answer 4

welll babby..
when you love any thing it can be your symbol for everu thing you love..








you are the hope....



the hope you are , and my life is with you ...
the passion you are , and and the happiness with you ..
the first love you are, and the last of my dreams...
return back to me , and shake my clam heart ...
come back and own me by your charming whispers...
oh whom owned the life and the soul mine...
o whom are the happiness of my heart..
and the wise of the mind...
o whom you are the last dream, and the last wishes which i wish ..

the hope you are , and the last love which i search for...
love you ...

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Answer 5

things aren't always just black and white

Answer 6

black isn't a happy color. it's dull and unnoticeable