The Complexities of Coloring

Today, I had some free time on my hands since I was done with classes at 230 and opted not to go to work. Did I mention that I picked up a second job? God is good. Anywho, I printed out a page from a coloring book and decided to color. I know that's more than a little bit random, but coloring is really relaxing for me, and I hadn't done it in a while.

Not to mention, there was this box of crayons in my closet waiting to be put to use. 64 crayons to be exact. So, I started coloring, and I remembered how much I used to love the color Robin's Egg Blue. I also used to love the color Cerulean, but I couldn't find it. Of course, when I did find it- it was deep down in the box from being used so many times/chopped really low.

I noticed that I've always had a fascination with words. I was so happy to see Tickle-me-Pink and Purple Mountain's Majesty. Like, how cool is that? Really. Alright. I digress. So, I'm coloring, and I'm having a hard time trying to determine what color to shade the lips of the little boy in my picture. I mean, I colored him brown, but I didn't want his lips to be the same shade of brown as his body. As a child, I would have made his lips red, and been just fine with that. It's weird to think reality has jaded my coloring experience. I ended up mixing brown and red.

For that matter, I was even bothered by the uneven shading of his hair. Then, I got to his outfit and (realistically) I only needed a few colors to complete it, but there were so many colors I just wanted to make use of. The process that once seemed so relaxing was now requiring so much thought. It's like, life takes away the ease/simplicity of the smallest things.

Granted, my coloring experience still turned out to be a grand one. The dog I colored ended up being purple, two shades of green, and two shades of pink, because after a while I said "To hell with conventional colors I know to be 'correct'. I want my dog to be this color." It made me happy. Plain and simple. I wasn't gusty enough to color outside the lines. I haven't lost all my coloring inhibitions, but sometimes you just have to do what works. The end result?
I've Still Got It :)
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