Crayola crayons and markers… they are as necessary as food and water. Sure, we all have grown up and graduated to Prismacolor Markers, Muji pens or even Sharpies to brighten up our otherwise stark piece of paper. But who doesn’t remember the good ole’ days of back-to-school shopping with your Mom for that bright new box? My sister and I made
monthly weekly runs to Toys R’ Us or even the drugstore when some crayon emergency erupted. Once one crayon had lost its tip…forget it, we needed a new box. The pack of 24 never amounted to much. We wanted the 64 pack! It was non-negotiable! (crying, spoiled tantrums, yea we kind of were uptight artists from the get-go!) How ’bout when they came out with the 96 crayon box? That day the world fell silent and we were left to new coloring books and pin-sharp crayons! We moved onto college and with those inspiring art classes came the even better “list of supplies!” Can I just mention I lived for these handouts. I had the Amex card ready to swipe for the new Prismacolor 120 pencil set. Markers? Marker Pads? Pencil Sharpeners… As my skipping down the aisle came to a halt as my Dad suggested, “you and Kel can share those right?” “Um, no. She breaks pencils and we each need them.” I sarcastically whined. Kel would pipe in…”We both can’t use the tomato red pencil…” And with that came the endless storage units of art supplies. Today, while I was looking for the next great color palette these images brought me back to those days…sitting with my sister and our coloring books. Crying when they melted all together one hot afternoon because we forgot to take them out of the car. Moving onto college and sharing a pile of 400 pencils on her drafting table. “Yes Dad, we did end up sharing all of our supplies…we just wanted the first use to be our own.”I think some other people were brought back to the days of when the Crayola box sparked lucid images of kaleidoscopes bursting in our minds.
The days of when the bold marker set won over the pastel set. Loving the burst against the ground of neutrals!
A shade of cloverleaf with a dot of cerulean blue!
Prada made me swoon with her Spring 11 collection…the greens, the yellows, the bananas, the stripes etc etc etc. The saturation!
I pretended I was in the jungle and painted this for you. Who wouldn’t smile when they saw this one coming down the street?
Tommy Ton captured this one in all its beauty. Remember when we would seperate colors by warm vs. cool?
A sea of green..levels upon levels. They do say the grass is always greener…now we have shades to prove it!
McQueen’s legendary dress! This will always be on of my favorites as the explosion of color stops one dead in their tracks.
Well now here’s a way to dress…the cement of New York brightened up by a mustard shade and poppy red.
Can Hermès ever go wrong? NO! This campaign projected the best use of color. I think we would need a box of 1000 to get all these shades!
Color stories evoke a certain relationship with the past. They bring you back. They set you forward. They create stories for you and others. They move you!
Photos: Courtesy of Style.com, Jak&Jil, WGSN and personal archive