Currently on a family holiday to the Isle of Wight and have been looking forward to this time away for a while.
You can’t really switch off when you’re on holiday with a one year old but I’m still trying to do things I wouldn’t normally have time for. Little things like straightening my hair to finally having the chance to read a book on New York’s Architecture, on loan from a colleague which I have been trying to get to for a couple of months.
Another thing that I’ve been wanting to do for a while but don’t have the luxury of time for is adult colouring books. It is said that they can reduce stress and be very therapeutic. My personal interest stems from buying geometric shape colouring books years ago and enjoying bringing the shapes to life with colour.
I have read articles this past week that suggest adult colouring is terrible and any of us adults who care to take up this hobby are afraid to grow up and face up to our adult responsibilities or afraid to take on challenging activities.
When I read this I rolled my eyes and told my iPad to f*** off. Why can’t the reason we chose to colour be because it makes us feel good, relieves stress or is just, god forbid, a little fun! With Brexit and elections coming out our ears, can we not just have a little chill out time with something we enjoy?
I know of someone who’s mental health has actually improved since taking up this relaxing hobby.
My first attempt (a work in progress) is pictured above. Is it a work of art? No. Have I stayed between the lines? No lol. Do I care? No! 🙂