I just won (!)first(!) prize in a colouring contest and....I am very freakin' proud of it! Eventhough I cheated. The event was A Night of Colouring for Non-Children, organised by Lise Brin. The evening was really great...sitting around beers and shooting the shit while deeply focussed on colouring-in fine, captivating drawings by artists such as: Chloe Bell, Rose Bianchini, Meredith Dault, Anthea Foyer, Brenda Goldstein, Jason Van Horne, Miranda Iossifidis, Rosemary Mosco, April Penny, Nathan Saliwonchyk, Marnie Thorp, Carol Tripp, Daryl Vocat, Julie Voyce, and Holly White.
The way I cheated was by drawing as well as colouring...which is just so terribly wrong, since drawing has it's own fun local event. Also, a nearby table of colour-ers agreed that I had cheated and even said so loudly (yet non-confrontationally, for which I thank them, as I am aware that they were already justifiably mad cause when they wanted to borrow our table's brown crayon we made them give us a silver as trade. And then we wanted our brown back cause silver is really kind of useless, especially if you already have grey, or "gray" as it is called by Crayola).
So...yeah...I am more competitive than I thought. And I have been more competitive than I thought since grade school. As we accumulatively decorated the back room of the Cameron House with crayoned pages hung from clothesline, I was transported to grade 3 art class, when the teacher would put everyone's manilla-paper offering up around the room and I would secretly scowl at the much better job other people did than I at both making an impact, and poignant nuance, in our efforts with stubby broken classroom crayons. Arg!
Anyhow, here's what I won: 16 stars (votes), a beautiful hand-drawn-and-coloured red ribbon, a smattering of applause, a chocolate bunny, and some interesting Fimo-like stuff that makes erasers. I am going to bed a proud and happy woman. Many thanks to Nanmac for letting me in on the action.
NB: Brett Lamb, who was sitting next to us, has posted some notes and pictures. And yes, we did steal his crayons. It was that kind of night.
That's so cool. Way to go. You're right to be proud.
Thanks Rob! I have a new theory about how crayon technology is training for life-as-a-cyborg, but that will have to wait for another day.
The other artist's name is Rose Bianchini, and she is alive and well and living in Toronto. She was there colouring too. (Hey, it was nice to meet you, Sally, I'll definitely let you know if more colouring or otherwise artish activities are on the horizon.)
thanks Lise! I updated the post above. And thanks for the event, it was a very fun and relaxing evening. The best part for me was how quiet and absorbed everyone became, heads bent over their work, chatting quietly but not even so motivated to talk, mostly just intent on their colouring.
Cheater...
i am so bummed I won nothing. crayons make me want to win
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I just won (!)first(!) prize in a colouring contest and....I am very freakin' proud of it! Eventhough I cheated. The event was A Night of Colouring for Non-Children, organised by Lise Brin. The evening was really great...sitting around beers and shooting the shit while deeply focussed on colouring-in fine, captivating drawings by artists such as: Chloe Bell, Rose Bianchini, Meredith Dault, Anthea Foyer, Brenda Goldstein, Jason Van Horne, Miranda Iossifidis, Rosemary Mosco, April Penny, Nathan Saliwonchyk, Marnie Thorp, Carol Tripp, Daryl Vocat, Julie Voyce, and Holly White.
The way I cheated was by drawing as well as colouring...which is just so terribly wrong, since drawing has it's own fun local event. Also, a nearby table of colour-ers agreed that I had cheated and even said so loudly (yet non-confrontationally, for which I thank them, as I am aware that they were already justifiably mad cause when they wanted to borrow our table's brown crayon we made them give us a silver as trade. And then we wanted our brown back cause silver is really kind of useless, especially if you already have grey, or "gray" as it is called by Crayola).
So...yeah...I am more competitive than I thought. And I have been more competitive than I thought since grade school. As we accumulatively decorated the back room of the Cameron House with crayoned pages hung from clothesline, I was transported to grade 3 art class, when the teacher would put everyone's manilla-paper offering up around the room and I would secretly scowl at the much better job other people did than I at both making an impact, and poignant nuance, in our efforts with stubby broken classroom crayons. Arg!
Anyhow, here's what I won: 16 stars (votes), a beautiful hand-drawn-and-coloured red ribbon, a smattering of applause, a chocolate bunny, and some interesting Fimo-like stuff that makes erasers. I am going to bed a proud and happy woman. Many thanks to Nanmac for letting me in on the action.
NB: Brett Lamb, who was sitting next to us, has posted some notes and pictures. And yes, we did steal his crayons. It was that kind of night.
- sally mckay 2-22-2005 10:13 am
That's so cool. Way to go. You're right to be proud.
- rob ackerman (guest) 2-24-2005 1:35 am
Thanks Rob! I have a new theory about how crayon technology is training for life-as-a-cyborg, but that will have to wait for another day.
- sally mckay 2-24-2005 6:27 am
The other artist's name is Rose Bianchini, and she is alive and well and living in Toronto. She was there colouring too. (Hey, it was nice to meet you, Sally, I'll definitely let you know if more colouring or otherwise artish activities are on the horizon.)
- Lise 2-26-2005 7:36 pm
thanks Lise! I updated the post above. And thanks for the event, it was a very fun and relaxing evening. The best part for me was how quiet and absorbed everyone became, heads bent over their work, chatting quietly but not even so motivated to talk, mostly just intent on their colouring.
- sally mckay 2-26-2005 8:02 pm
Cheater...
- Tara (guest) 2-26-2005 9:31 pm
i am so bummed I won nothing. crayons make me want to win
- sr (guest) 3-03-2005 9:22 am