When I was a kid, I drew a lot.

Mostly clowns, lots of 3D boxes and I even made my own coloring books. I would draw (not trace) pictures from McDonald’s glasses and other fun characters I’d find around the house, my Dad would make copies at work, collate them and my masterpiece would be done. Then, I would sign copies for my family from the world-famous Robin. Natch.

I loved it. I loved the focus, the creativity, the fun and the ability to get lost in the project. (I wish I could say the same about my recent vision board debacle.)