Before I could write complete words or sentences, I tried desperately to copy the incredible moving images I saw on television -- specifically, from this 12-inch diagonal portable GE color TV (one of the first) that my mother kept in her art studio. Mom couldn't always keep everything I drew, because I drew something every day.
Among the items she kept were a few of my attempts to draw a figure of a man (at least, I assume it was a man because men, in my earliest drawings, had square heads while women were triangular) who appears, at least at first glance, to be going up in smoke. I swirled a mass of spirals around his body, and I attempted to write the word LITS. Mom probably asked me what the smoke was, and I said no, Mom, it's not smoke, it's lights. The man went up in lights and disappeared. Things like that fascinated me at three years old.
I also liked to draw over and over again the things that terrified me, such as tornadoes. (I grew up in Oklahoma, so you can imagine.) I drew the MGM lion because I was scared of big, roaring cats that could one day break into my house through the toilet. The toilet was round, and so was the thing that the MGM lion roared through, so I made the connection. The Wizard of Oz, which contained both the MGM lion and a tornado, was a double-whammy for me.
I was also scared of something I called a ghost, who also appeared at the end of a TV show. Mom didn't know of any production company logos that included a ghost, so she didn't know what I was talking about, and thought I was making it up. No, I evidently pleaded with her, and proceeded to try drawing its face. Since it was triangular, it had to have been a girl ghost, I concluded. I may also have drawn at roughly the same time (though Mom separated the pages from time to time, so they weren't always in order) the man who went up in LITS.
The "girl ghost," in 20/20 retrospect, was the Balok dummy who was borrowed for the ending credits of Star Trek during the second and third seasons. The man disappearing in lights, obviously, is someone beaming up. The year was probably 1968.
DF "Friday Night at Ten, Nine Central Time, on NBC" Scott