RobotKittyLove

One of my favorite past times was bringing Mom a stack of blank paper and asking her to scribble on them, then I would take the scribbles and try to find the creatures who lived in them. That’s the way I have always seen it: random patterns are the homes of undiscovered critters. I would spend hours as a child searching for and bringing to life these strange beings. As I drew I would imagine their lives, where they lived, who the loved, what they ate. As I got older I left behind the crayons and fantasy worlds for all the teenage trappings and angst. But I always kept the creative way of seeing things and approached problems like scribbles – trying to see them from different angles until a solution emerged. I didn’t realize until much later in my life how valuable a childhood filled with imagination and hands-on creativity benefited me.