After watching how mesmerized she was while filling in the images with her newly sharpened pencils, I decided I wanted to color as well. Although the images I colored werent exactly inspirational to me, I enjoyed the experience overall. The next day, I decided I wanted to get my own coloring book with a new set of colored pens. I bought a book full of pictures of mandalas (a circle with complex designs in it). The designs were beautiful and I could imagine them once I filled them with color.
I was 20 years old when my love affair with coloring was re-ignited. Just about to fly home on a 14 hour flight from New Zealand, I was in the airport book store looking for a magazine to pass some hours when my eye was caught by an intriguing looking coloring book. I thought to myself: 14 hour flight....why not try coloring? Armed with a box of pencil crayons and not really expecting my interest to last long, I fastened my seat belt as the plane began its take-off. Thinking full well that the coloring would only last a few minutes before I was lured into the mega-selection of in-flight movies, I was curiously surprised when 30 minutes passed...then an hour...and then 2 hours and I had not even checkout out the movie selection! I had finished my first page in my brand new coloring book and still had 12 hours of flying time left. The rest of the flight passed quickly and gloriously. My love for coloring has only deepened, and here are the reasons why.