The Lines Are Our Friends

I can’t draw, God knows I’ve tried but I’ve given up on it.

Whatever wiring in my brain that would make this happen did not happen for me.

But I have discovered this great new hobby  where I can KIND of draw- color books!

The first color books for adults ( wow that sounds bad ) that I became aware of concerned swear words- I have those. You can color them and finish a page in less then a half hour, so I haven’t colored in those  books yet.

I prefer the ones that take time, I  know you can use pencil strokes and different things to get different results but for now I just like to sort of kick back and have fun:
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I like how the pictures you can color are sort of a mess of doodles around the subject – I think that was pretty smart of the artist who created the book.

That way you can feel like you’re creating something too.

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I never used to like stuff like this- I just found it confusing.

The mess of colors and lines, I just got lost in it.

20160214_230957.jpgI’ve since learned that  this is the point to art and pictures like this.

I’ve also learned coloring is fun and I’m hoping I keep having fun doing it, I hope I get to my swear coloring books soon and that I find that perfect set of pencils soon.

But to still, I wish I could draw.

It’s magical to me.

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