I come from a very creative family. My dad and his brother are artists. I grew up in a house which almost always smelled of paint. My sister is another talented artist. She painted a woman, all in blues, many years ago and I still think about it from time to time. Art can be powerful this way. Fish (my daughter) drew her first person the month she turned three. It was basically a potato with arms and legs, and I had no other children to compare her to, but I was still amazed and knew she was talented.
These Little Lessons 