hand and then would physically place our hand on the page to draw. my husband and i are not artists but he made us do this for about two months before he had “learned” whatever he felt he needed to learn from us. when he was satisfied, he took the pencil from our hands, started to draw, and never turned back.
he was obsessed with shapes and would make us read a book about shapes over and over to him, laughing and laughing at the shapes as if they were so funny.
shapes and line were two of his first loves. these drawings of lines are a few of the hundreds that 