You’d think that headline would test better than it has on dating sites, but it seems that there’s still a number of folks needing to experience the joy of adult coloring. I recently Columbused* adult coloring a few months ago whilst searching for constructive activities for me and one of my patients (who was mentally ill) to do together. We started out with the your standard Mandala and finished the entire book in three days. Coloring helped a lot with my patient’s nerve condition as well as helping her to open up more and trust me. I became known as the “aide with the coloring books”, and that was fine, I was such a good aide, I got a promotion (dusts off scrubs).
Currently, I’m finishing up I Love My Hair by Andrea Pippens. Coloring this book is not only a great way to spend lunch breaks, but it helped me tap into my creativity, something I felt was dwindling as I transitioned back into an office working environment. I started out only coloring realistically with maybe a splash of something different. But then Marie Antoinette’s signature pouf became an elegant web of every cool color in my Premier 24 Pack and my life suddenly became more interesting.
Now I take my book and colored pencils everywhere with me. I think sitting in a waiting room or a bus stop is healthier time spent with your head buried in a coloring project rather than your eyes glued to your phone. Adult coloring books bring that balance into our lives. Below are some pictures I finished while on sitting alone in a file closet at work (introvert heaven).
My next “coloring project” will be swear word coloring books. Words do not express my excitement for this endeavor. This is not a drill, folks.
*I use this word quite often.