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I ended up doing colour walks for all the colours of the rainbow. it was so fun, this "challenge" made me look at my surroundings so differently
I did a colour walk with my family, which was so fun! my colour was purple :3
London Colour Walk, April 2024
Valentines (14/2/21)
This week I was only going to walk around the house because all of the toes on one of my feet swelled up, which I think is due to chilblains from last weeks walk. However after looking at all the red things in the house I decided I needed to go to the shops so I thought I could just go on a short drift around the big Tesco's at the top of the road.
Still wearing my fluffy sleep socks, I ventured out but soon realised that at 10 am on a Sunday morning most shops are not yet open. By now I had been inspired by other people’s posts on twitter and realising I had an hour to spare I decided to wander down the high street.
While my walk this week did not take me to any interesting places it did encourage me to look out for things I normally ignore.
This time last week I was colour walking my way round Glasgow 🌈 This was one of my faves! #incolourfulcompany
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On Saturday I went through to Glasgow for my first @incolourfulcompany colour walk! I didn’t have the courage to speak to most people, but it was lovely meeting the ones I did! 💚 (I’m mega awkward and shy so apologies 🙈) Thanks to @nikkimcwilliams and @finestimaginaryfor organising it, and those goodie bags, wow! 👌🏻
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It was Friday afternoon, I had just finished work and on the overground I was scrolling, scrolling, scrolling through Instagram, when a post from In Colourful Company caught my eye and and I went: “Ohhh, that sounds cool!”
Lookie lookie what we have here! 😍🌈 Our glorious @zabbyallen has designed us this magical little booklet for our colour walk tomorrow in London, with the help of @elephantbum on the front cover. 😍 Everyone will be getting one of these and they’re jam packed with fun things to do in London, as well as our map for the day. Whose excited?! 🙌 #incolourfulcompany #acolorstory #london #zabbyallen #communityovercompetition #design #typeography #widn
A post shared by In Colourful Company (@incolourfulcompany) on Jul 6, 2018 at 7:27am PDT
And then my trip down the rabbit-hole started. Onto the website to figure out where, what, who, why of this intriguing post. Where on the website do I find this? Get involved? Sure. Colourwalk? Yes! Come on internet, tell me everything I want to know! Oh, I need to head to Facebook? Okay, open link. No, not on the Facebook browser site, I want the app. I can’t be assed to log in again. Okay, open app, search, find group, apply to take part, and now I wait. An hour and a half later my phone *ting’ed* and I was a member of this (not so) secret society of colour.
“Okay, I want to do this. I need to meet new people.”
“Pah, you can meet as many new people as you want, you’re still going to be awkward around them, and not actually make friends with any of them,” the voice at the back of my head cackled.
“You are the one that keeps telling me that I need to make more acquaintances!”
“How many times do I have to see you fail before I give up on your ability to make friends?”
“I haven’t failed,” I responded defiantly, “I have by best friend, who has been my friend since we were 4 years old; I have friends from college; I have friends from uni, and I have made new friends after I moved to London.”
“Yeah sure,” she responded sarcastically, “How many of them do you speak with on a regular basis?”
“Daily? None. Weekly? Some. Monthly? Yes I know, I’m not the best at making or maintaining friends, but I try! That got to count for something, right?”
“Yeah, sure, it counts as you are a shit friend!”
“Oh, shut up you! You are not real; you are just the voice at the back of my head!”
“You know that is not true. I am every bit as real as you, I’m just not tangible, and I will never go away or shut up. Deal with it,” her cold, calculating voice echoed through my head, for the rest of Friday night. As the heatwave lulled me into a sleep, restless and hot, I felt her disdain for my way of making friends, and my lack of friendship maintenance, and defiantly decided to go, and try my best to block her from escaping from the back of my head.
Failed panorama of a wall in Shoreditch. That is the problem with picking up a camera from 2011, that I last used in 2015. Let’s call it an artistic image, and scrub the word fail out of the vocabulary.
Saturday morning rolled around, and my bus’ brakes squealed to a holt outside Liverpool Street station. Even before I crossed the road I saw them. There were bright hair, and clothes in all the colours of the rainbow, some with all of them in one outfit.
“You don’t fit in: A pair of bright shorts don’t make a colourful person. Even your attempts at dying you hair a shade of lilac, is mainly just a jauntier shade of brown,” the voice condescendingly chirped in.
“Shush with you,” I whispered to her, as I faux-confidently stepped up to the edge of the crowd and splashed a smile across my face. The clique I stepped up to opened up and nodded a welcome to me, and I started to take in the people: Is there miraculously someone I already know here?
“Why would there be anyone you know here?”
I ignored her voice as a stranger walked up and started talking to me: “Hi, first Colour Walk?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool. How long have you been a part of In Colourful Company?”
“I’ve followed the Instagram for a while, but I saw a post yesterday, and decided to go.”
“Wow, so you really just went for it?”
“Yes: My only other plan was watching my boyfriend watch football.”
My new acquaintance knew more people than me, so soon new people walked in on our conversation, and I had more people to talk to. As the walk started, I spoke to people about my job, and listen to other people speak about their passions, their jobs, their side gigs. As I talked to new people, saw people with outfits, bags, hair or personalities I fancied, I tried to sneakily read their name tags, and finding them on Instagram, and following them for life inspiration.
Thanks for the great day. It was really nice meeting you all. Special shout out to:
Leonie Flower from Leonie Flower Studio : Instagram and Shop
Julia Mallard from Just Creative Julia: Instagram and Blog
Asako from Trinket Mine: Instagram and Shop
Caz from Quirk and Folly: Instagram and Blog
Sophie Greenwood from Ink and Bear: Instagram and Shop
Go check out their stuffs! It looks awesome.
I look forward to next time I can come to a In Colourful Company event.
In Colourful Company It was Friday afternoon, I had just finished work and on the overground I was scrolling, scrolling, scrolling through Instagram, when a post from…
So I was looking through the One Piece Colour Walk volume 4 and found this coloured version of art from volume 31. I don’t know how I missed this when reading the manga originally but Robin using her devil fruit on Zoro to do an impression of Chopper is probably the cutest thing ever