Original poem/drawings for the 6-year-old son of a dear friend of mine many years ago.
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The author shares the process of creating this piece:
Let’s see (it was YEARS ago…)
Come home after painting houses all day, eat/etc., sit down at writing desk in kitchen,
suck up some ink into the fancy new pen, write out the words and just start drawing/
inking/etching HOPING I didn’t screw it up AGAIN, eventually lay it out in booklet
format (work on both sides of paper, etc.), take it down to the local Kinko’s Copies
(where the son of one of the Neville Brothers worked) and walk out with copies!
So, it was all an act of exploration/discovery for me.
