This is what happened to me after I ate a technicolored fruit.
I've noticed something important about me - you have to tie me up to keep me away from blue, yellow, orange, magenta and green.
I once had such a fixation on the color blue that everything I bought, consciously and unconsciously, from clothes to umbrellas to the dog's leash, used to be blue. I've recovered somewhat these days.
I also once went overboard with green when painting a vegetable market scene. The vegetables were green, the stalls were green, the people wore green, the trees were green, the birds in the trees were green. The professor held it up to the class as an example he didn't want to ever see again and said, "I suppose we should be grateful you didn't paint the sky green too, huh?"
And then he vented his spleen at a friend of mine who had painted a zoo scene with a three-legged peacock.
"You idiot! Is there even such a thing as a three-legged peacock!"
"But, Professor, don't you see, that's exactly why they have him in the zoo!"