Sibling Affection and Paternal Abstraction as Drawn By a Six-Year-Old; or, Aren’t My Daughter’s Drawings Cute?
My six-year-old daughter is a very visual thinker, who absolutely adores her brother. About a year ago, I stumbled across a notebook of sketches I made in 1980, when I was 12, and I remember how much I enjoyed drawing gadgets and cityscapes. So I bought a notebook and some mechanical pencils, thinking I’d encourage my…
