Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air — explode softly — and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth — boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn’t go cheap, either — not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination.
There was a time last year when I had heard about The Secret Garden but had no idea where it was located. Now that I'm involved in the planning of the yarnbombing project, I've lost count of how many times I've been out there.
The project is slowly coming together, bit by bit, piece by piece, step by step.
It's amazing what color can do to brighten up a space.
On yet another sad note, I read yesterday of the passing of Marinke Slump of A Creative Being. If you are a crocheter and have ever searched for mandala patterns, no doubt you have come across Wink and her wonderful blog where she shares many free patterns and is well known for her vibrant, colorful manadalas. Her first book Boho Crochet was published earlier this year and her second book is due out in the Fall. She was a creative, beautiful soul who suffered from depression and sadly took her own life this past Friday.