My three year old and I paint together all of the time. (HERE is a sample of his work.) He works diligently on his masterpieces in one corner of the room and I work in another corner on mine. His are exuberant and care-free and done in a jiff. Mine seem strained and over-thought and they take way too long to complete. This might be the key difference between the child artist and the adult artist. At least its the difference in my home. This week however, I vow to paint with abandon and exuberance. I promise to throw good taste and caution to the wind. When inspiration strikes, I'll be ready.