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And sometimes you discover that all you needed was a sharpener--not a new shade.

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  1. yipes... umm, was that sharpener or a shredder those poor colours flet in their fina moments :D

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  2. yeepie, riots of colors :-)

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  3. hehhe Funny!
    I used to do that to my crayons when I was little, even though they didn't need to be sharpened.

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  4. Tyler: Glad I could make you smile

    Roshan:It was a sharpener, but they crumbled under the stress.Imagine what a shredder would have done.

    Misti:I felt the same way when i saw that burst of colours.

    Devil Mood:I didnt do it.My kids did.I discovered it after they had left for schhol.I found it so beautiful that I simply had to click a picture.

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  5. Sure, if you were ALLOWED to get the box with the sharpener which I never was. Too expensive! Still bitter, can ya tell?

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  6. The shavings are wonderful..brush them onto a piece of paper..possibly already covered in a coat of PVA glue..voila!

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  7. Those unruly children! How did they get into that locked cabinet where you keep your most valuable art supplies? That boy had a hand in this, no doubt. I must politely tend to him. You shall see. I will try not to go to hard on him. But he must answer for this!!!

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  8. Murderer!
    How could you! Red!! Orange!!
    What. Happened. To. Your. Head!

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  9. I love the riot of colour these shavings make! What a beautiful mess :-)

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  10. Hey.. i've been following your crayons story and this one is beyond words. Lol, wonder how I didn't see this was coming.

    Now I suppose you did have a hard time cleaning up the mess :p

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  11. Katherine:As a child I wasnt allowed to either.(same reason as yours)That's why I let my children enjoy these simple pleasures.

    Niall:Wish i'd mailed you with the picture before I cleared it up!What a nice idea!

    Gawpo:How--just how did you know about my locked cabinet?i demand you tell me right now!! What else do you know about me that i keep locked? Fast.. Fast (chewing nails).Am waiting :-)

    Freelance cynic:My kids did it.But the mess was so beautiful that i let it stay for three days before clearing it.My head is always on a vacation!Doesnt it show!

    Bob-Kat:True!See my comment above.

    Mr.J:thanks for the comment.It wasnt hard to clear up.Just used a dry brush and brushed it to a paper.Crumpled up the paper--and viola!
    BTW,I didnt see this one coming either. :-) :-)

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  12. May I add a comment
    "after a battle" :):)

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  13. Deepak: you are so right!! It was indeed after a battle!

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  14. interesing pic love the shaving shame you cleared it away,its sort of instant art

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  15. Hello ps!
    I like you blog! I like the colourful mood I've just found here. I'll come back to read further, sure!
    Keep on having a nice weekend. :)

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  16. Uh....Uh......Um.......Uh.......I can't remember. Too nervous. I faint under pressure like this.

    GULP...

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  17. Bharathi12:28 PM

    the sharpened crayon or pencil is irresistible to me..like a new book waiting to be read or the new page one begins to write on

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