It's funny how art happens. I tell my daughter the word for this week and she kind of shrugs it off. Then out of nowhere she hands me a drawing that I don't think lives up to her potential. I scan it, and open it in Photoshop to darken it a bit so it stands out, and I think it looks amazing now because it now has a textured look in the background (I'm known to like rough pencil sketches more than finished projects). It's weird how you can change your mind about something when you look at it in a different light.
I really like how she signed her name inside of that rock. Fun!