My theme for this year’s A-Z Challenge is the straightforward and simple fun of colouring in. I absolutely loved colouring in as a child, loved colouring in with my own children and now my grandchildren, and still love colouring in all on my own. If you like colouring in too, or would perhaps like to have a go yourself but aren’t sure where to start, or are simply intrigued as to why a grown woman would want to spend her spare time playing around with colouring books and pens and pencils, please do come and have a look every day during April to see for yourself the kind of colouring in I love best 🙂
‘It is the eye of ignorance that assigns a fixed and unchangeable color to every object; beware of this stumbling block.’
Paul Gauguin (1848-1903)
I’ve not yet started colouring in this spectacular skull design (found in one of my many adult colouring books), but am really looking forward to bringing it to life on the page – watch this space! 🙂
During my latest trip home to Scotland my mum gave me a set of gel pens to colour in with – not only were they something I’ve never thought of using before but they were also a mix of metallic, neon and glitter pens… bright and garish and really not my usual cup of tea. But to my absolute surprise, I’m really enjoying using them!
Here’s a selection of my fledgling efforts – what fun! 🙂
A Tale of Two City Animals…
A squirrel walks into a bar – well it was actually a discarded scaffolding bar some idiot had left propped up awkwardly against a wall, unsecured and off balance. The clumsy squirrel thinks – whatever, I still walked into it! The loosened scaffolding bar clatters unceremoniously to the ground with a resounding clang, hitting a passing scavenging fox on the head on the way down. The freaked-out squirrel takes full advantage of the fox’s obvious disorientation and distress and scarpers up the nearest tree to escape retribution. The poor old fox slinks home in pain muttering to himself and curls up in his den with a bad headache and two eyes even blacker than usual… 🙂
Created for my first ever entry to Evil Squirrel’s Sixth Annual Contest of Whatever 🙂
My brain’s feeling a bit addled today so I’m sticking to something simple for my Stream of Consciousness post.
It was really fun to add a couple of new doodles to my mini art journal this morning…
I’m finding it’s actually really good to have my little doodles all kept in one place, my journal feels colourful and comfortably creative without any pressure of perfection in my performance.
I know I’m clearly an adult in 2019 AD but I still like to doodle like I did as a kid, then colour it in with coloured pencils, and I feel playfully adventurous in a very small but surprisingly satisfactory way… 🙂
I’ve not been feeling in the brightest of moods over the last couple of days, and life has altogether felt quite onerous, but I woke up feeling much lighter this morning and the sun is shining and somehow everything just looks and feels different, as if my whole world has suddenly lit up again.
In spite of having been a bit of a cranky misery guts lately I’ve still managed to add a few little doodles to my mini art journal, playing about with different ideas to see what works and what doesn’t really do it for me – and yes, the therapuetic value of being creative definitely kicked in, helping me a bit feel less… antagonistic towards the world, I guess, for a little while at least…
The ‘listen attentively, reassure gently, love generously’ phrase came from Sunday night’s episode of ‘Call the Midwife’ as Dr Turner was advising Sister Julienne on how best to care for Sister Monica Joan, who clearly shows signs of dementia. I think it particularly touched me because my dad is in the early stages of vascular dementia and I think it’s really helpful advice, so I wanted to be able to remember it in the future ❤
The flowers and curvy swirls felt good to do, the sharp-angled geometric boxes less so – I think I perhaps felt like I needed to soften my sharp mood, not highlight and accentuate it…
My mini colouring in pages may not be overly complicated or delicate or intricately designed, but I’m happy enough with them and doing them certainly made me smile again for a little while, even while life felt bleak for a day or two, so that has to be worth something?
Oh, and after almost two weeks the deep cut on my pinkie finger is healing well – a huge relief and a very grateful reason to smile 🙂