How I Stumbled Upon This Crazy Pink
So last Tuesday I’m scrolling through art forums like always, right? Then bam—I see folks screaming about some “world’s pinkest pink” invented by Stuart Semple. My first thought? “Nah, pink’s just pink.” But curiosity bit me hard, so I hunted down Semple’s website and ordered a pot. Paid like $8 plus shipping. Felt sketchy at first, but whatever.
What Actually Arrived
Box showed up Thursday—super plain packaging, just a tiny jar inside. Popped the lid and man, my eyes burned. It wasn’t like bubblegum or salmon pink. Imagine neon cotton candy mixed with radioactive lava. I grabbed an old canvas and slopped some on with a sponge. Weirdly, the pigment clung like glue. Did three coats ’cause it dried super fast. Held it under my bedroom lamp—looked like it was glowing from inside.
- My dumb comparison test: Dug out every pink item I owned—my kid’s crayon, wife’s nail polish, even Pepto-Bismol bottle.
- Result: Semple’s pink made everything else look grey. Like, seriously. That crayon? Basically beige now.
Okay, But Why The “World’s Pinkest” Hype?
Here’s the scoop I pieced together while paint dried on my jeans. Turns out Semple specifically engineered this pink to maximize light reflection. Most pigments absorb chunks of light spectrum—this one throws back nearly everything in the red zone. Physics nerds call it “spectral reflectance,” but I just call it blinding.
Also found the backstory juicy: Some fancy artist guy trademarked another color ages ago. Semple basically flipped him off by creating this pink and banning that dude from buying it. Sold it cheap to everyone else though. Legend move.
My Verdict After Ruining a Shirt
Used the whole jar on random junk—painted a coffee mug (do not recommend, washed off weird), smeared some on a grey wall. Even dropped a blob in water. It spreads like pink smoke. Is it science? Sure. But holding that jar feels like grabbing pure energy. Would I buy again? Hell yes. Not for art—just to watch people’s jaws drop when they see it.
