ABSTRACT
Clementine and I have been drawing, painting, and story-making together since she was less than two years old. What we have each become through our art-making encounters, and what our art materials have become in their encounters with us, has continually taken me by surprise. As Deleuze and Guattari (1987: 257) say: “We know nothing about a body [a person, a paintbrush, a pencil, a tube of paint, a kitchen] until we know what it can do, in other words, what its affects are, how they can or cannot enter into composition with other affects, with the affects of another body”.
