The words of Vashti's teacher are a gentle invitation to self-expression. But Vashti can't draw-she's no artist. To prove her point, Vashti jabs at a blank sheet of paper, leaving an unremarkable, angry dot. That one little dot marks the beginning of Vashti's journey of surprise and self-discovery. That one little dot marks the beginning of Peter H. Reynolds's delicate fable about the creative spirit in all of us.
That one little dot marks the beginning....
The words of Vashti's teacher are a gentle invitation to self-expression. But Vashti can't draw-she's no artist. To prove her point, Vashti jabs at a blank sheet of paper, leaving an unremarkable, angry dot. That one little dot marks the beginning of Vashti's journey of surprise and self-discovery. That one little dot marks the beginning of Peter H. Reynolds's delicate fable about the creative spirit in all of us.
That one little dot marks the beginning....