As adults, we can be judgmental of the art we create. We are wired to hold back, erase and correct our lines, aim for perfection. The beauty of childhood art is the exact opposite. Their definition of beauty is whatever they want it to be at that moment. As a professional artist and designer, who is always erasing lines and remixing colors, it took entrance into motherhood, to relearn that giving up some control can feel magical.
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