Back in my fine art days I brought my first daughter to a lithography workshop where I had a scholarship so I could work alone. She was sitting on the enormous table among the stones drawing the most wonderful drawing. I put them on the wall and started experimenting myself if could get to the same intense state of concentration. Suddenly I was into a very intense struggle with myself and especially with my hand. The best method I realised was when i only looked at the tip of the brush only saw the flow of the indian ink onto the paper. But I made many other drawings that included me moving my body around in jerks, holding very loosely on the brush or posca, drawing the lines very, very slowly etc. etc. I never made one drawing that was even close to the beauty of hers.

It has to be said that even at age 3 children draw differently and hers was especially beautiful :)

Now she draws like this: @scarlet-rain