In 2005 I was given a very special present from my oldest son for Father’s Day. The gift was a 12”x9” spiral bound sketch diary filled with 30 different drawings of monsters and mayhem.
The book was appropriately titled “Dad’s Monster Book.”
It is so very easy to dismiss a child’s piece of artwork but if you stop for a moment and take a close look you will discover so many wonderful ideas that our adult brains couldn’t even start to conceive. A child’s interpretation of the world is fascinating and very telling. Not sure I want to know what “Dad’s Monster Book” says about my son or me for that matter.
Drawing monsters is nothing new to my boys, since they could first hold a crayon I’ve been deluged with drawings of skeletons, bats and graveyards.
Am I proud?