Your Sketch Is Precious Let me tell you a story.  You may know that my dad was a premier art museum director.  I grew up in a home with masterpieces everywhere, and the museum, which was Dad’s second home, displayed some of the world’s best art. My mom sketched.  She did it for love and never thought much of her skills.  Dad framed a small piece of hers.  Just one. As they aged, they moved to smaller homes, selling off art on the way.  Mom’s sketch made with colored markers remained even into the last and smallest apartment Dad lived …