A kaleidoscope of colour and as you turn it round
Try as you may to look again you know it cant be found.
The patterns ever changing, right before your eyes.
Before they go Forever, just as though it dies.
Wishing it could keep it, and draw it on a page
Is a memory that I store as I reach this age.
If I could hold it steady there right in my hand,
That myriad of colour could replace the bland.
Part of a selection in the Home, shown in Clockwise Order.
Red Leather, Teddy Fleece, Teddy Fur, Feather, Lloyd Loom, Jute, Berber, Deep Pile,
Colouring is wonderfully relaxing. It was suggested as a calming thing to me last year, when I was extremely stressed and when I was bemoaning the fact that my creativity had been zapped and I so desperately wanted it back. The lady with whom I was speaking, told me that by colouring, she was able to be creative without having to draw. So, I bought an adult colouring book. I bought one for her too, as she must be running out of space in hers. Since my own drawings take a similar form and are usually in black and white, I craved the different shapes. I coloured in the first page, it was a release from the stress, I put the book away. It is there when I need it.
It’s strange that I have gone for the muted tones of pencil, when I craved something so bright. But here’s some I’ve done.
Thanks to @firespiritblog for the reminder.
Attempt to color my time…. PS: I am not good in editing pics :p I recently read articles and face book posts suggesting that doing coloring can do stress relief and relax our mind. May be the fondness for colors made me pick colors.I got color pencils, oil paints, sketch pens, gel pens etc during […]
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