A Colorful Life
I can remember once when I was about 10 or so, my school teacher gave the class an assignment wherein we had to list out things we were thankful for. Like every other kid, my list consisted of things like my family, my favorite animals, and my favorite food. But there was one thing at the top of my list that no others had: color. For as far back as I can remember color’s been important to me.
I think if I had to make a list today full of all the things I was grateful for, color would still be on the top of it. The other day I was thinking about this, and started taking and gathering all the photographs in my inventory that featured the bright colors I love. I’ve gotta say, gathering them all this afternoon was a really good excuse to procrastinate doing laundry…
But here they are, my love of colors, laid out pixel by pixel:
row 1: Colored pencils • Prismacolor markers from art class • Mini-markers from an art kit (I had sooooo many art kits growing up)
row 2: Amigurumi Inventory Day • Water drop on a CD • An abstract light reflection
row 3: Crayons (these never go out of style) • Nail polish (I’ve got a stash of pretties for my crafty uses) • A CD (pretty easy to tell I love these things for more than just their storage capacity)
row 4: A random doodle page from my sketch book • A CD looked at through a water bottle (a totally by accident shot I captured during a late-night dinner) • Colored pens (no note-to-self is ever lacking color)
row 5: More colored pencils • The front of a graduation card I gave • A random doodle page from my sketch book
I don’t think I ever get tired of enjoying pretty colors. But what can I say, I’m a sucker for a rainbow. If I were a super hero, that’d totally be my weakness.. Dude, that would make a hilarious weakness for a hero.. xD