How this started
1. With a complaint
Three girls who draw and color every single day go through a lot of coloring books. And ours had notes.
The same picture showing up twice. Lines so thick there was nothing to do, or so tiny nobody could stay inside them. A marker bleeding through and ruining the picture on the back.
2. Then a plan
One afternoon the complaining turned into a question: why don't we just make our own?
So we wrote the rules on a sheet of paper and stuck it on the fridge. One scene per sheet. Never another drawing on the back. Every scene different.
3. Now it's a studio
A small one. It has a kitchen table, four chairs, and a review committee that does not go easy on anybody.
— Dad, on behalf of the committee
And Dad? Dad does the grown-up parts: checking that every crane could really lift its load, that the lines print clean, and that the files get to the printer.
