The Colours We Keep Short Films

Ten timeless colours, nostalgic but never dated. New for 2027. Discover the collection.

'Cassette'

His dad’s old car, a cassette in the deck, and a map full of notes from someone who’s already taken every wrong turn. Cassette is our soft, dusty blue, a colour that feels like rewinding to somewhere familiar.

Meet Tommy

There’s nothing quite like the click and whirr of a cassette deck. If you know, you know. And if you don’t, you’re probably more like Tommy.His dad has finally handed over the keys to the old car, and with them, his trust. The open road is ahead, a tape is in the deck, and there’s no sat nav in sight. Then the car gives up, the signal disappears, and all Tommy has left is his dad’s old map. It’s folded the wrong way and covered in notes and scribbles, directions from someone who’s already taken every wrong turn so his son wouldn’t have to.Some things get handed down without anyone saying a word. A car, a map, a song you didn’t know you knew all the lyrics to. The colours we keep work the same way. They feel familiar long before we can explain why, and they always find their way home with us.

'Rambler'

Gerald prefers the long way round. Ralph prefers the muddy one. Rambler is our deep, earthy chestnut, a quiet, constant colour that brings the hedgerows home.

Meet Ralph & Gerald

Gerald prefers the long way round. Ralph, his trusty companion, prefers the muddy one. Between them, they almost never arrive anywhere clean or on time, and neither of them minds very much.Gerald has plenty to say, whatever the route. A story about every path, every plant and every view from the top. Ralph is usually three fields ahead with his nose in a hedge. He ignores Gerald completely, and loves him completely. But he always comes back.It’s an easy thing to overlook, a person chatting to their dog. Yet it’s one of the most human things there is. A daily conversation with someone who never interrupts, never judges, and always waits at the gate. You’re not lonely with a dog.Colour can feel much the same, a quiet, constant presence that’s always there when you come home. Rambler is one of those shades. A deep, earthy chestnut with a little wine in it, it brings the hedgerows, the mud and that sense of closeness back inside with you.

'Fable'

Amina knows how the story ends. Marley hangs on every word. Fable is our quiet, faded teal, the colour of a favourite hardback read a hundred times.

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Meet Amina & Marley

Amina has always been two steps ahead of Marley. The first to school, the first to fall off a brand new bike, and the first to realise that growing up is mostly made of small, enormous moments.So she does what big sisters do. She reads to him. She knows how the story ends, because she’s read it a hundred times. Marley doesn’t, and he hangs on her every word.What neither of them knows yet is that this is the part they’ll remember. Not the plot or the pictures, but the feeling. Her calm voice, his yawns, the warm lamplight, and the world outside put on hold for one more chapter. We don’t remember most of what we’re taught. But we remember who taught us, and how it felt. Those are the things we keep, long after we’ve outgrown the story.Fable is our quiet, faded teal, like a favourite hardback read a hundred times. A gentle backdrop for the stories you’ll tell next. Because it’s never really about how the story ends. It’s about who reads it to you.