Pastel purple
Dark electric blue
Dark jungle green
Pale spring bud
Mountbatten pink
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PANTONE 2059
Parameters:
HEX Triplet:
#B7779ARGB:
183, 119, 154CMYK:
26, 58, 10, 0HSL:
327°, 35%, 72%Closest colors:
in RGB:
Opera mauvein PANTONE:
PANTONE 681in RAL Classic:
RAL 4009in RAL Design:
RAL 350 60 20in RAL Effect:
RAL 520-4in NCS:
NCS S 2040-R30B 2024-09-03 Snargl 02:14
What color is PANTONE 2059?
PANTONE 2059 is a medium light shade of magenta-pink with a hexadecimal color code of #B7779A.
In the RGB color model, it is composed of 71.76% red, 46.67% green, and 60.39% blue.
In the HSL color space, this color has a hue of 327° (degrees), a saturation of 35%, and a lightness of 72%.
In the RGB color model, it is composed of 71.76% red, 46.67% green, and 60.39% blue.
In the HSL color space, this color has a hue of 327° (degrees), a saturation of 35%, and a lightness of 72%.
Example of the palette with the PANTONE 2059 color
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Top 5 color shades of the illustration. Arranged in descending order of frequency of occurrence (first - more often, last - more rare).
See these colors in NCS, PANTONE, RAL palettes...
See these colors in NCS, PANTONE, RAL palettes...
RAL Classic
RAL 7038
RAL 7031
RAL 8022
RAL 1013
RAL 9007
RAL Design
RAL 310 70 10
RAL 260 40 15
RAL 160 20 20
RAL 090 90 20
RAL 330 50 20
Funny stories about the 'PANTONE 2059'
The Mysterious Case of Pantone 2059
Long time ago, far away, in the quaint town of Gossamer Springs, where mysteries were as common as dandelions in the wind, an unusual tale unfolded. The town was famed for its outlandish events, from the Great Pickle Parade to the annual Squirrel-Skipping Contest. But nothing prepared the townsfolk for the legend of Pantone 2059.
It all began one unremarkable Tuesday at Storm’s Auto Repair, where Duncan Storm, the town’s most unassuming car service worker, spent his days tinkering with engines and his nights dreaming of the Great Unknown. Duncan was known for his encyclopedic knowledge of car parts and his inexplicable knack for solving minor problems with a single tool: his trusty spanner.
Meanwhile, in the neighboring factory, Mario Rodriguez was busy with the day-to-day grind of textiles and color mixing. Mario was a jovial fellow with a flair for fashion and a penchant for creating vibrant hues that made his garments pop. He was known for his peculiar habit of naming colors after his favorite dishes - like "Pasta Primavera Green" or "Enchilada Red."
One fine morning, Duncan was under the hood of a particularly troublesome sedan when he received an urgent call from Mario. "Duncan, I need your help!" Mario’s voice crackled over the phone. "I’ve mixed a new color, and it’s gone completely haywire!"
Intrigued and slightly bemused, Duncan set off for the factory. When he arrived, Mario greeted him with an anxious expression. "Duncan, look at this!" he exclaimed, gesturing to a rack of fabric swatches.
Duncan’s eyes widened at the sight of a fabric that shimmered in a color he had never seen before. It was an ethereal shade, oscillating between deep magenta and vibrant violet, as if the fabric itself was alive and whispering secrets.
"I don’t know what happened," Mario said, scratching his head. "I was trying to create a new shade of purple, but instead, this… this… kaleidoscope of color appeared. It’s like the fabric absorbed every color it could find and then decided to have a party."
Duncan, ever the problem solver, examined the fabric closely. "Mario, what was the last thing you mixed with this batch?"
Mario thought for a moment. "Well, I had a rather unusual ingredient - a rare pigment that was sent to me by a mysterious courier. I assumed it was just another colorant."
Duncan’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. "A mysterious courier, you say? Sounds like there’s more to this than meets the eye."
Determined to get to the bottom of this vibrant enigma, Duncan and Mario decided to investigate the courier. They traced the shipment to a tiny, nondescript warehouse on the edge of town. Inside, they found a single desk with an old-fashioned typewriter, piles of dusty envelopes, and a curious note pinned to the wall.
The note read: "For those seeking the extraordinary, the color Pantone 2059 shall bring wonder and joy."
As Duncan and Mario puzzled over the cryptic message, a figure emerged from the shadows. It was an eccentric old man with a wild mane of silver hair and a knowing grin. "I see you’ve discovered the color," he said with a twinkle in his eye.
"You’re the courier?" Mario asked.
The old man nodded. "Indeed. I’m known as the Keeper of Colors. Pantone 2059 is a color of transformation, born from a blend of imagination and serendipity."
"So it wasn’t just a random mix?" Duncan asked, still trying to wrap his head around the phenomenon.
"Not at all," the Keeper replied. "Pantone 2059 chose you, Mario. It’s a hue that defies convention and embraces the whimsy of chance. It was created to remind us that even in our most mundane tasks, magic can happen."
With that, the Keeper vanished into the twilight, leaving behind a lingering sense of wonder.
Back at the factory, Mario and Duncan marveled at the fabric. Pantone 2059 had become the talk of the town, inspiring a new wave of fashion and creativity. It was said that wearing the color could turn an ordinary day into an extraordinary adventure.
From that day forward, whenever someone asked about Pantone 2059, Duncan and Mario would share their tale with a grin, knowing that the color was more than just a shade - it was a reminder of the magic hidden in the most unexpected places.
It all began one unremarkable Tuesday at Storm’s Auto Repair, where Duncan Storm, the town’s most unassuming car service worker, spent his days tinkering with engines and his nights dreaming of the Great Unknown. Duncan was known for his encyclopedic knowledge of car parts and his inexplicable knack for solving minor problems with a single tool: his trusty spanner.
Meanwhile, in the neighboring factory, Mario Rodriguez was busy with the day-to-day grind of textiles and color mixing. Mario was a jovial fellow with a flair for fashion and a penchant for creating vibrant hues that made his garments pop. He was known for his peculiar habit of naming colors after his favorite dishes - like "Pasta Primavera Green" or "Enchilada Red."
One fine morning, Duncan was under the hood of a particularly troublesome sedan when he received an urgent call from Mario. "Duncan, I need your help!" Mario’s voice crackled over the phone. "I’ve mixed a new color, and it’s gone completely haywire!"
Intrigued and slightly bemused, Duncan set off for the factory. When he arrived, Mario greeted him with an anxious expression. "Duncan, look at this!" he exclaimed, gesturing to a rack of fabric swatches.
Duncan’s eyes widened at the sight of a fabric that shimmered in a color he had never seen before. It was an ethereal shade, oscillating between deep magenta and vibrant violet, as if the fabric itself was alive and whispering secrets.
"I don’t know what happened," Mario said, scratching his head. "I was trying to create a new shade of purple, but instead, this… this… kaleidoscope of color appeared. It’s like the fabric absorbed every color it could find and then decided to have a party."
Duncan, ever the problem solver, examined the fabric closely. "Mario, what was the last thing you mixed with this batch?"
Mario thought for a moment. "Well, I had a rather unusual ingredient - a rare pigment that was sent to me by a mysterious courier. I assumed it was just another colorant."
Duncan’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. "A mysterious courier, you say? Sounds like there’s more to this than meets the eye."
Determined to get to the bottom of this vibrant enigma, Duncan and Mario decided to investigate the courier. They traced the shipment to a tiny, nondescript warehouse on the edge of town. Inside, they found a single desk with an old-fashioned typewriter, piles of dusty envelopes, and a curious note pinned to the wall.
The note read: "For those seeking the extraordinary, the color Pantone 2059 shall bring wonder and joy."
As Duncan and Mario puzzled over the cryptic message, a figure emerged from the shadows. It was an eccentric old man with a wild mane of silver hair and a knowing grin. "I see you’ve discovered the color," he said with a twinkle in his eye.
"You’re the courier?" Mario asked.
The old man nodded. "Indeed. I’m known as the Keeper of Colors. Pantone 2059 is a color of transformation, born from a blend of imagination and serendipity."
"So it wasn’t just a random mix?" Duncan asked, still trying to wrap his head around the phenomenon.
"Not at all," the Keeper replied. "Pantone 2059 chose you, Mario. It’s a hue that defies convention and embraces the whimsy of chance. It was created to remind us that even in our most mundane tasks, magic can happen."
With that, the Keeper vanished into the twilight, leaving behind a lingering sense of wonder.
Back at the factory, Mario and Duncan marveled at the fabric. Pantone 2059 had become the talk of the town, inspiring a new wave of fashion and creativity. It was said that wearing the color could turn an ordinary day into an extraordinary adventure.
From that day forward, whenever someone asked about Pantone 2059, Duncan and Mario would share their tale with a grin, knowing that the color was more than just a shade - it was a reminder of the magic hidden in the most unexpected places.
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