Aaaah at last, I can colour in in public now that colouring in for adults is a trendy pastime. Previously I took opportunities when I could, usually hijacking a small child’s colouring in book on the pretence of “showing” them how to colour in.
I love the amazing designs that artists are currently drawing, the beautiful colouring in books which line the bookshops shelves, the feel of good pencil crayons and the smell of wax crayola.
While I’m colouring, I often reach a space called flow which is the period when my brain empties and all that matters is the picture I’m filling in with beautiful colours.
Very nice. I would like to get back into coloring.