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A few months ago, I was facing a huge deadline at work all while studying for my PMP exam the next week. Facing the impending doom and the worst Sunday Scaries of my life, I did what any normal person would do. I went to Target.
The beautiful evil of Target is that you can enter with zero intentions and leave with a full shopping cart and an empty wallet. All I knew was that anything was better than work or studying for that dreadful exam, so I perused the aisles looking for a distraction. I bought some new fancy trash can for my apartment that has since already broken, but I needed more. I went to the craft section to see if they had any frames for the new print that I wanted to hang in the living room, and then I discovered the best thing ever…coloring books.
Some people look down upon adults coloring (yeah, I’m calling you out, Will deFries), but it’s one of the most stress relieving activities I have ever participated in. Happy hours turn into hangovers, 18 holes turns into back pain, and Netflix-binging turns into dry eyes and way too many snacks. Coloring turns into stress relief and a final product that can become art if you have real talent.
Coloring is addicting and dangerous, but I like to live on the edge. I will sit down at the table and soon 15 minutes turns into an hour or two. If I have the Scaries, I color with sad colors. If I’m pissed off, I break out the angry colors. When I’m loving life, out come all of the vivid happy colors. I can relax my brain while still using my brain at the same time. I use the left side of my brain 50-60 hours a week at work, so sometimes I need to sit down and use the right side of my brain every once in a while. I may not be a doctor but it seems like it’s a healthy idea to use both sides of the brain.
I suck at everything art-related. Painting? Kindergartners have me beat. Drawing? Michael J. Fox can draw better than me. Sculpting? I can’t even make a snowball. Coloring lets me take someone else’s art and make it great. A black and white outline of a mandala? Let me give it some light blue flavor. I’ll turn a black and white butterfly into the most exuberant winged creature you have ever seen. Don’t even get me started on what I can do with a flower.
I may be a grown man, but I love coloring. The haters will never stop me. .
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Calling out the King of PGP in your first post #PGPM
This article was almost as stunning and brave as Caitlyn Jenner.
You ever live dangerously and color outside the lines?
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Of course Shibs. It feels good to go against the establishment every once in a while
Everyone’s got their own way to relieve stress, do what you enjoy and fuck what everyone else thinks.
How I feel about this article.
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You keep fighting the good fight. #teamcoloring
I too got an adult coloring book and spent the better part of my workday yesterday with my office door closed, music blaring and colored pencils going to town. It’s way more addictive than I thought it would be
I think you yourself are an “exuberant winged creature.”
No issue with you liking coloring books..but are you really creating art?
I always have coloring pages, pipe cleaners and other distractions on the table when I host meetings. You would be amazed at how short the attention span of an adult is…..