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What happens when a long-time feminist activist becomes a mother? How does she stay true to her vocation and voice and still have time for her daughter? She's not sure either, but join this baseball-loving Chicago feminist as she tries to find her way through typical parenting land mines with a feminist perspective.

Mess-Free coloring is imagination-free

When I first heard about Crayola's advancement in coloring that lead to mess-free markers & paints, I was pretty excited. My daughter wasn't old enough to use them, but I thought, when the time comes, that will be great. She'll be able to color and paint on the floor without us worrying too much. She's 4 1/2 now and can't get enough to crayons, markers, pencils, and any type of paper. She's quite the crafty kid when it comes to paper. Over the summer someone got her a mess-free "Color Wonder" Fairies packet with a coloring book and markers.

I hate it.

Not only do the markers only work on the paper, but they only work in the areas that Crayola thinks there should be color. There's one page in the book that leaves almost half a page of white space. When my daughter & I were coloring it, I thought it would be nice to draw in some flowers with the fairy. No deal. White space is white space in "Color Wonder" world. No embellishments. No additions. OK, we can work with that. We keep coloring the fairy and BAM! Out of no where, there are now spirals on her dress. Yes, the geniuses at Crayola thought that this fairy's dress looked best with spirals. There was no choice in the matter.

How is the next Cynthia Rowley supposed to come about when she doesn't have a choice to put stripes instead of spirals? How is the next Georgia O'Keefe going to blossom without adding in extras to a garden scene?

Yes, I love the idea of paints that won't stain my rugs or sofa, but I also like my daughter using paints to express herself in her own way. I remember coloring Strawberry Shortcake and her beloved Custard the cat and then adding in stars in the background or diagonal stripes in the background. White space was to be conquered not allowed to mock me with its blankness. I'm sure that I'm more frustrated with the white space than my daughter. She might have already learned to accept that "The Coloring Man" has placed rules on her coloring. Until then, I think I'll accept the mess on my kitchen table as the price for my daughter's imagination.

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Published Thursday, January 03, 2008 12:43 AM by Veronica Arreola
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Comments

 

Amy Souza said:

I agree wholeheartedly! I can't imagine why people would buy a pen/book set with the colors dreamed up already.

Crayon marks on the wall are one of the side effects of parenting!

January 3, 2008 10:20 AM
 

Meredith Sinclair said:

I TOTALLY agree with you!

I think the only time those color wonder things are "a good thing" is on a plane, in the car, or at your great Aunt Marge's house...(the one who still has the plastic on her couch.

January 3, 2008 11:17 AM
 

Veronica Arreola said:

Clarification...the colors aren't dreamed up already. You can have blue hair and purple skin, but the color only goes where Crayola thinks it should. Thus the white space mocking me.

Meredith...thanks for the chuckle!

January 3, 2008 12:15 PM
 

Kate Pancero said:

I remember my parents buying me little books that colored themselves (ah the magic of that little white marker). Once I was done, I too, could be found coloring in the "white space" with my crayons. How unfair to take away that prime real estate, I mean where are the stick figures supposed to go?

January 4, 2008 12:08 PM
 

Kim Moldofsky said:

I hated these sets. But I think Meredith is right, they are just the thing  for the houses of older relatives or other places where cleanliness is valued over creativity. For the rest of us, I say stock up on Mr. Clean Magic Eraser (or generic brand equivalent). They're amazing.

January 4, 2008 11:00 PM
 

Jennifer DuBose said:

Nice post!  I've had a similar reaction.  I am reminded of those projector-sets that 'teach' your child to draw (i.e. trace the line projected on to the paper).  

Oh!  And it reminds me, too, of a teacher we encountered when my son Noah was in first grade, who stated, in his presence, that Noah was "FINALLY" learning how to color inside the lines, that up 'til then his artwork had been "horrible."   HA!  Can you even imagine?  My husband and I jumped her for that.  Nicely but firmly.  I recall literally choosing to sit in a shorter chair so that she wouldn't feel attacked, but would still get my message loud and clear.  There is no such thing as horrible art.  It may not be appealing to someone, but that doesn't make it horrible.  We told her that neatness in art is not our value, though we appreciate that it may be hers.  I could blather on, but you get the point.  We always hang all of our kid's artwork all over the place.  Even in our formal dining room, which we had at that time.  Thanks for reminding me of this!

January 7, 2008 10:15 AM
 

Veronica Arreola said:

Actually one of my vivid memories of 1st grade was coming home to practice my coloring. Yup, I had to sit down with a coloring book and learn to color in one direction, smoothly. Not sure if that came from my teachers or from my mom, but I still try to color in one direction. No scribbles for me!

January 7, 2008 12:23 PM
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