I have coloring books. I have markers. I have paint, brushes and paper. I have stickers and stamps. I have crayons – the Deluxe set complete with limited edition multiculturals and dayglos. Kid at heart? No. I keep these things for stress relief. Look at the ceiling and you will find brown twisty tree branches painted out of stress. Green leaves fecked out of frustration. I paint and color and create like a child to control the uncalm. Standing on my bed, reaching up to settle down.
I haven’t done that in awhile. I know I need to get back to it. A few years ago I was so wacked out that I developed a stress blister. “Spontaneous combustion” my doctor suggested. Weird. It’s happening again. Blisters appearing, bubbling up like heat rashes, harsh and itchy.
Maybe it’s time to get back to coloring. Back to painting. Pass the burnt sienna and indigo blue.
~*LunaSea*~ 
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Dont forget the glitter!
oh the glitter! How could I forget the glitter?!!
Creativity is a great outlet for letting things out and letting things go. I am all in favor of you breaking out the crayons and stickers … just remember to use some glitter 🙂
But of course! I still have your cows!
Moo!
this blog entry would be painful to the art snobs; simply because you have said, in one hundred words, what they spend a lifetime circling with thousands of words, books, lectures, and never get around to saying.
Bravo!
(and you know it makes ME so happy…..)
Thanks. It’s not my intention to rattle the art snobs, but I do have a thing against snobs in general….Wonder if there is a connection? Speaking of wonder, your art is wonderful.