Growing Up

My mom just found this picture that I drew when I was a kid. I stared at it for a long time and it got me thinking back to my childhood. Boy, I was obsessed with ice-cream cones. Wild, vivid, colorful ice-cream cones. And always on that checkered background too. I probably drew about 100 of these pictures as a child. When I was a kid the world was my imaginary play ground. I used to believe that