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Alone, using water from the wading pool, I made circles with my wet fingers on the sun-warmed surface of the cement patio in our backyard. My challenge was to draw four circles, the same size, in a row. This is difficult to draw freehand since it involves two tasks -- duplicating the size of a circle and keeping all the circles on a level line. On this hot day, my circles quickly evaporated into the dry air, so I repeatedly attempted to draw a perfect row. After mastering a decent row of circles, I proceeded to add a second row of circles nestled into the spaces between the circles in the first row. Many tries later, I got three rows of circles to line up correctly, creating a staggered pattern. The circles vanished, but I was glowing with pride!
Thirty years later, with Marie's simple drawing of grapes before me, I had something concrete as to why I was so passionate about my mother's lessons. Yes, my mother taught me to draw, but she also taught me to think, be observant, and pay attention to details - all the while filling my head with questions to ask or ponder. -- Kim Stitzer