Equipped with my new marker set, I started coloring this mandala. Started with the inner ring colored in green, followed by the next ring of beads (red & blue). The finished product surprised me as I wasn’t expecting this mandala to turn out so good. I felt happy at seeing the fruits of my labor . Sometimes, when you least expect, life surprises you.. pleasantly. What made this mandala even more interesting was the fact that my neighbor’s daughter was with me making her own pics. We shared the markers and enjoyed each other’s company. Maybe that is why I chose the colors I chose, and the mandala ended up the way it did.
I finally took out the time to visit the art supply shop and buy myself new set of markers. The manufacturer was different from the one whose product I had been using earlier. Welcome back – reds, pinks, greens, and oranges! 🙂
Interestingly enough, as I started working on the mandala I noticed that the colors looked different. I mean, the shades were different even though the colors were the same i.e. red, pink, green, orange. Wow! I have a wider range of shades now without even planning for it. Lesson Learned: One can get a wider range of shades just by trying products from different manufacturers/sources.
Secondly, I made a ‘mistake‘ i.e. colored one of the bulbs purple instead of red. ‘Mistake‘ because I wasn’t planning to color it purple. Hmmm.. what to do now? How to manage this unforeseen situation? Luckily, the opposite bulb was yet to be colored. Voila! I’ll color this one purple to bring symmetry.
I have painted this mandala earlier as well. This time it looks different. Lesson Learned: Same situation, different resources, different combinations, different results. Pay special attention to resource identification, selection, combinations, and usage.
Working with ‘limited resources‘ again, thanks to Fizzoo & Happoo!
One of the aftermaths of working with toddlers is that you end up with markers having no nibs. Also, somehow, the colors that you lose happen to be some of your favorite ones! I lost red, orange, pink, and light green colored markers to my 2 kiddie neighbors. For a few days, I felt like I was living with my hands tied. Then I decided to make do with the colors I was left with. To be honest, the result surprised me. I realized that sometimes we end up with with limited resources. Or resources that do not have the attributes/skills that we’re looking for. The number of these resources may seem to be not enough. You don’t know how to work with them or how they’ll work together. But, if you give them a try, they might surprise you. Just as my limited collection of markers did!
This is my first attempt at coloring a mandala using pencil colors. The new colors didn’t really come out as bright as I would’ve liked. However, my neighbors’ daughters have taught me how to use them. By applying the force to make sure the colors are vibrant enough. Sometimes, one has to learn to work with the new resource(s). Expecting every resource to behave in a similar way is but a mistake. Pencil colors are not the same as markers which, in turn, are not the same as water colors.. even though they’re all just colors. It’s the same for human beings as well. Our diversity needs to be enjoyed, appreciated, and celebrated – every single day.
The name says it all. Just random thoughts.
This is the second time I painted this specific mandala. I love the design with its intricacies. So much fun to color it. While coloring this particular mandala, I felt that it represented friends. For so long I’ve thought about how I have a network of friends – a network which consists of sub-networks. Some parts of these sub-networks intersect while others don’t. There are some commonalities (e.g. shared values, passion, ideologies, interests, etc.) but some differences as well. All of them collectively define my circle of friends and acquaintances. They have impacted me in one way or another, and have a share in making me who I am now. However, there are a few friends who are special and form the inner circle – the most intimate one. They have inspired me the most. To each of my friends and acquaintances, I offer a special ‘Thank You!” for crossing my life and staying in it.