Where Has All The Balance Gone?

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Balance.

Is that even possible anymore?

Lately, my world has been coloured in a heavy flurry of conversation about copyright issues for artists etc online. The upshot is the usage of people’s work, for Pinterest, colouring pages, etc. You have the people who pin and try to give credit to the artist which is not always easy to do, and then the ones that use the pictures in the same way and maybe don’t. You have a huge group of people who are happy to do that and share with one another, recognizing that no-one is using them for financial gain, only for their own personal use. Of course, there are always people who go too far and do things like buy a colouring book and put up the pictures for people to copy and use without having to pay for the colouring book like they did. These are the “bad guys” – all the people mentioned above are put in this group.

Then you have the artists and the internet monitors. I am saying the artists because many of the monitors claim to be artists but there are not a lot of artists that I hear from regarding this, however, they may not have the time to be in the same arena’s I am in. The monitors want everyone to know what they are doing is a crime, they passionately explain why it is a crime and try to protect the rights and the livelihoods of the artists. They want everyone to stop what they are doing and pay for everything they use OR get permission directly from the artist to colour their pictures. They are the “good guys.” They want to force the bad guys into compliance, or enact the full measure of the law on them. Continue reading

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The Art of Joy.

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You have to appreciate this picture with me.

I have recently started colouring, blaming my daughter Tina who gave me a colouring book and crayons for Christmas and unleashed the monster. Then I joined a couple of the groups on Facebook and it was kind of like baptism by a dunk in the deepest ocean . . . while holding a heavy rock .. . . . duct taped to your hands.  Suddenly my life was everything colouring and the passion and intensity of people driven to colour every day, in every way, endlessly, over and over, buying and consuming all things colourful rip tided me way out into the deep beyond all rescue.  My life was taken over by the raging river of nonstop posting on my Facebook.  My phone sounded like it was having an epileptic attack with all the dinging to notify me of another post.

I couldn’t even see anything my friends or family posted on my feeds.

Best week of my life.

(kidding)

And most of the work is exceptional and beautiful beyond what you could imagine possible with a coloured pencil and those that are not quite up to that standard are just beginners who will nail it and surpass their teachers in no time.

I spent a lot of time researching, as is my way, and learning about the terms and the supplies etc. I always figure, if I suck at colouring, I can impress them with how they make those prisma coloured pencils or which paper is the best to use and why. I am never sure if people are impressed with what I have to say or just that any human being can talk that fast and for so long without breathing.

I will take what adoration I can get. Continue reading