I wanted to start these small stories by talking about my time in kindergarten, when i had my first encounter with any kind of design: drawing. Anyways, I was too small so I really don't remember how I used to draw. And the sad news, is when i asked my mom a few years ago where all my drawings from when i was in kindergarten was, the answer was "whoops, by mistake i threw it in the garbage. This is my face simplified after hear that.


Ok, about 1st grade, the only image I have in my head is me painting a sketch with the best pressure and pulse a child could have. Seriously. Since I was little, I desired perfection in everything I did, and there is an image stuck in my head. It's me, painting a house, making a neat brown shape (because I was painting the tile of the house), and then I started coloring soooooo softly with the same color. I wish I can print this image in my head and show it to you.


Another thing I remember from my childhood is when my mom gave me a pack of 48 colored pencil (I used to have a a pack of 12 colored pencil). OMG, that was probably the best school material you could ever have given me. And for sure, during my class, I was taking care of my colors like they were my little babies. Anyways, here's the story. Before our school day ends, if you were finished with all your work, the teacher would give us the chance to make drawings, so we could paint until the bell rung. So all my schoolmates who finished their work early were making a big draw group. And for sure, we had to "share" our colors...BUT, I always made the exception saying: "Ok guys, here's the thing, you can use all the colors but the soft purple and greenwater one"...Shh! That was because those colors were my favorite "not-normal" colors (concept of "not-normal: these colors didn't come in the basic 12 package of colors, they are in the "rare" category, and just in the 36+ package can you find them, and not all my class had that.


Once, when I was in the 4th grade, my mom gave me a freaking amazing present, and it was weird to find it here in Paraguay at the time. It was a magic color pencil (Made in Japan, because she worked ina Japanese company here in Paraguay). OMG, when I was drawing a shape, I was drawing the colors like a rainbow! How can that be real??? It can, using the MAGIC COLOR PENCIL WOAH! And plus, she gave me erasers in the shape of fruits! And they smelled like fruits! Watermelon, Oranges, Pineapples little cute erasers! For sure I didn't want to use them because I didn't want them to lose their shape and smell, so the only thing I did was just LOOK at the tiny treasures!

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