I can’t say that I’m on the adult coloring book bandwagon. Believe me, I’ve tried. I was initially really excited when I found out it was a thing. The books were really tempting with such beautiful designs. And the possibilities — ah, the possibilities!
But when I bought my first coloring book and started to color, I realized just how incredibly annoying and tedious it was.
The lines! There are so many lines! And so many colors have to be used to actually make it look decent. Do you guys know how many markers I was going through?!
What I thought would be a relaxing and mind-releasing experience turned into the complete opposite. I found myself getting frustrated trying to stay inside the lines and trying to come up with cool color combos. It was all too much!
I decided to try out a different medium for my artistic expression — painting!
After attending a BYOB painting event last year, I realized just how much I really loved painting.
So I bought paint supplies at the craft store and started painting with my son. Sometimes we painted on canvases:
or little wooden items from the craft store:
Other times, we just used good ‘ol paper. (Cover photo)
What I realized from painting (and arguably about myself) is that I don’t like sticking to rigid constraints. I don’t like to play by the rules or color inside the lines — the incredibly tiny, meticulous lines.
I love to make broad strokes! I love imperfections. I love not knowing what my painting will look like when I start.
When I paint, I completely forget about the stresses of my life. I am not focused on anything else but my picture. I experiment with mixing colorings, using different types of brushes, using my fingers, or other objects. I completely zone out.
It’s a form of self-care for me — almost like meditating. Nothing else matters at that present moment, but what color I’m going to use next or what I’m going to paint next. It’s an incredibly therapeutic escape for me.
So kudos to any and all that can stand the adult coloring books. They do have some amazing artwork inside. But I’ll stick to my messy and mediocre paintings. They bring me more joy 🙂