When I was a little kid I had speaking problems. I even went to a speech therapist for some years. The only way I had to express myself was through my drawings.
My Mom recently told me I used to make very detailed drawings. They were impressive for a kid of my age. I do remember feeling so happy when I was drawing or painting. I was so focus on what I was doing and the time would fly by.
When this photo was taken I was completely in the zone. I remember someone calling my name and then a flash. That is why I look so serious. What is interesting in this photo is the fact I was painting within the lines and with the right colours. Small details that make the difference.
Now as a grown up girl I still pay a lot of attention to details. Maybe it is true that the habits we form when we are young will be with us for the rest of our life.