It all started at my grandmother's kitchen table where I sat and colored in coloring books for hours while listening to the grown ups do whatever it was they were doing. A fresh box of crayons, a new coloring book, a bottle of orange crush and I was good to go. My grandfather drew pictures for me in the blank borders of the newspaper. My uncle went to The Boston School. Discovery! You could draw and color anywhere. I always wanted to be an artist. Always. The best gift ever? A drawing table,...more