Drawing with my six-year-old grandson helps me reconnect with the excitement of the creative process. For one thing, judgment is suspended, and anything goes. And for another, he learns fast! I was introducing him to pastel pencils, and we started looking at the colors out the window. The grass isn’t really green, I pointed out, and clouds aren’t really white. He looked more closely at a cloud floating by, naming all the colors he saw. Then he started drawing. This diagram was the result, with all the layers carefully catalogued: white, green, dark green, yellow, purple (with a hint of red), black, and golden. A masterpiece of observation.