Love Letter to Those Who “Just Aren’t Creative”

I have been creating since the earliest of ages. In second grade, I wrote a report on the great white shark and made a 3D version to accompany it out of my dad’s stash of that continuous-feed green and white striped computer paper from a dot matrix printer. I cut out my shark, drew in its eyes and fins with markers, glued the front and back together, and stuffed it with paper towels. Making things has…