Yep, it all started with a box of crayons. Back in the day there were a variety of sizes . There was the 16 and the 48 count sizes. But the mother load of crayon quantity was the 64 count. That was ,to me like the holy grail. it had the two prized colors I like the most.
The gold and silver.
As a kid I thought those two crayons were worth their weight in, well, gold and silver.
Now that I come to think of it, I really did not use them either. They were just so cool to have.
But that’s ok, I still had 62 other colors to choose from. Those were glorious days. Remember how fun it was to sit and color? I used to have loads of fun, there was just something so special about the whole process of ‘creating’ a picture. I still find myself every once in a while getting out my crayons and coloring book to ‘create’ that special masterpiece. For after all as a kid that how I felt. I wasn’t just coloring in my coloring book , I was creating a masterpiece.
As I sit here and type this, a flood of good memories from those days of just coloring…… I wish the world would just sit and color in their coloring books…just for the day…be a kid, have some fun. Talk about world peace.
Anyway, back to coloring. Those were the days before I really started to be more self aware of my drawing abilities. One particular moment came when our local newspaper was sponsoring a coloring contest in their paper. A full size page to color !
First prize…..a pair of tickets to Ringling Bros. circus. The page to color was a circus scene. Now back in the day the newspaper was fairly large it might have even been a double page spread. All I knew was that I wanted to enter. Thinking back , I recall that it was a major task. I had to sweat it out. After all there was a lot on the line here.
At one point, I was stumped…..
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