Monday, May 6, 2013
What's your favorite crayon? Crayola turns 110 this year!
Crayons have been bringing out our inner artist since we were tots and Crayola's crayons have been entertaining us since 1903.
So what makes Crayola special? I'd venture the love, care, and innovation found in every product. Crayola may be 110, but they've always been innovative and that's what made them succeed through the decades.
Binney & Smith in NYC founded the company in 1885. Their original focus was on producing industrial pigment and supplying it to others. Soon, they began branching out. In 1904, they won a gold medal at the St. Louis world's fair for the dustless white chalk.
Binney worked with his wife, Alice, and in June 1903, they produced the first wax crayon. Alice came up with "Crayola." "Craie" in French means "chalk" and "Ola" was short for "oleaginous" or oily.
In 1926, Binney and Smith bought out the Munsell color company crayon line and added 22 new colors to their inventory.
In 1949, Crayola introduced the 48 crayon box.
In 1977, Crayola acquired Silly Putty.
In 1984, they bought Hallmark. Their current products include chalk, crayons, markers, and colored pencils.
Currently, they make 133 colors. 13 colors have been "retired," such as maize, raw umber, thistle, and mulberry.
Crayola also renamed several colors, "Flesh" is now "peach."
Made in America
Crayola is headquartered in Forks Township, PA. It's a privately held company and global. Manufacturing plants are located in Forks Township, Bethlehem, PA, and Mexico City, Mexico.
You can visit the official Crayola museum called "The Crayola Experience," in Easton, PA.
Did you Know?
The world's largest crayon is at "The Crayola Experience." It's 15 feet long and weights 1500 lbs.
Question: Can you guess what color the world's largest crayon is?
In 2000, Crayola asked America to vote for their favorite colors. George W. Bush gave a shout out to "Blue Bell." Courtney Cox said hers was "red." Blue came in first, #2 was cerulean, and #3 was purple heart.
Question for you: What's your favorite Crayola color?
Author Bio: Stephanie Burkhart is a 911 dispatcher for LAPD. Her favorite color is cerulean.
Enjoy this excerpt from "A Gentleman and a Rogue," Book 2 of The Windsor Diaries, her steampunk romance series.
The song ended and Edmund grabbed her hand, tugging her toward the nearest hallway. At first, she wanted to protest; call out for her father and defy Edmund's wishes, but then reason kicked in. She wanted -- no, needed -- answers. And, she had plenty of questions.
They entered the main wing, and passed two rooms before Edmund opened a door and dragged her inside. Books littered the shelves. The library. A beam of light from a full moon shined through the window, casting Edmund's features in sharp, contrasting shadows. He leaned against the door and crossed his arms. His eyes narrowed, giving his expression a dark, hard edge. He looked like a devil in this moment. She steeled her shoulders, ready to do battle with him.
Silence grew between them as they both set their postures. Damn Edmund. She wanted to kiss the devil senseless. Thankfully, she still had her wits.
"What are you doing with Jonas Byron?" Edmund's voice was cold and exact.
"Dancing." She surprised herself with the ease of her retort.
"Looked more like flirting to me."
A muscle twitched in his jaw. "No."
"You are a horrible liar."
"Keira, you can't trust him."
She placed her hands on her hips. "Curious, you're the second man tonight to tell me that."
"Grayson has your best interests at heart. You need to listen to him."
"He's been missing for four years." She paused, glaring at him. "Like you have. And I thought you weren't coming back."
"I'm here now, and I'm not leaving you again."
She tilted her head and laughed. Oh, yes, he'd leave her again, and she had no intention of letting her heart get broken.
Edmund lunged forward, placed his hands on her waist, and pulled her against the length of his hard, muscled body, trapping her arms between them so her hands rested on his chest. His emerald eyes flamed with desire. Her heart turned over in response. His unique scent, spice and currants, weakened her resolve. As her memories flooded through her mind, her lips ached for his.
"God, Keira, don't test me like this."
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