coloredpencilblog It’s about those adult colouring books. I get the same forced feeling I do from poetry fridge magnets. Not to be cynical; they reward a wonderful impulse. But colouring was always available to all ages. The books seem to institutionalize it, or at least capitalize on it. Somehow they make more seem like less. Maybe I should destress by colouring about it….

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