Childhood Art Adventures: My Favorite Crayon Moments

Seems as if my favorite crayon memories during my childhood were not just confined to the classroom. Instead, they involved my impulsive actions and the significant moments these moments brought. Even now, recounting those times is like revisiting a cherished box of crayons, each one bringing back vivid memories.

Coloring on the Wall: An Unforgettable Experience

One of the most vivid memories from my childhood is when I decided to use my crayons in a way that my parents never expected. It happened when I was approximately two or three years old. Unattended for a mere ten stairs, as my parents were moving into our new home, I picked up an orange crayon and started drawing a line on the wall all the way

Orange Crayon Art on Books

In another significant moment, my mother found several books decorated with my orange art during her process of downsizing her book collection. She said in an accusatory tone, “Look! Look! You did this!” This was an orange crayon scrawl all over the book. The incident wasn’t isolated; it was quite the opposite. My art adorned several books.

The Winky Dink Adventures

Jackpot! My father, still a poor intern, was spending all his money on necessities. Yet, there was something magical about a show called Winky Dink, a cartoon series that aired from 1953 to 1957. Every episode had a climactic scene requiring the audience to fill in a blank, just like the coloring on the wall. viewers could purchase a special Winky Dink screen and crayons for only fifty cents to aid in their adventures. I had none, but my heart was filled with art. With my trusty orange crayon, I managed to navigate the perilous journey to save Winky Dink and his dog, Woofer. Having accomplished that, I, with time to spare, ventured onto our house walls.

After my mother recovered from her shock, she coined this period as 'My Orange Period'. It was a period marked by creativity and simplicity, something that stemmed from my pure soul. Even years later, the memory remains stark and vibrant.

Another childhood adventure was exploring the techniques of black magic coloring. We called it 'black magic'. The idea was simple: you started by coloring on paper with your favorite crayons, then colored over them with black crayons. Finally, you could scratch off the black to reveal the hidden colors below. It was beautifully mesmerizing. Thanks for reminding me; I hadn’t indulged in such creative play in years.

As I reminisce, I remember the fun and freedom of Winky Dink. The show encouraged creative thinking and manual dexterity. The process of retrace the dots and decode secret messages was more than just an act of coloring; it was a quest for knowledge and adventure.

Conclusion

From coloring on the wall to the 'black magic' technique, my childhood was filled with simple pleasures that have stayed with me. These moments taught me about creativity, exploration, and the joy of unexpected adventures. While my parents might have been less thrilled about the wall art, they were always supportive of my 'crayon art' endeavors. Today, looking back, these recollections are a delightful reminder of my youthful creativity and exuberance.