When I was a kid, my father would take me out every Sunday for breakfast. While we waited for our food, he'd draw little doodles for me on napkins. This one, the "box doodle" as I called it, was a design he'd encourage me to figure out on my own and draw for myself. This is a way that he pushed me as a young artist. The design has stuck with me well after his passing and exists as a personal symbol of his dedication to me as a father.