These are some quick spot illos I did this week. I think I'm getting close to understanding this process. Now I just need to do another 40 or 50 of these so that I can get good at it.
Some more stuff from work. This is a book teaching counting from one to ten in Chinese. Who is more appropriate to teach this than the Monkey King? Nobody, that's who.
In the story the Monkey King is born from a rock and then, seeing he is alone, creates multiples of himself from his hairs. Then he has ten friends. Count them.
Some more stuff I've been doing for the early reader books for the Chinese Immersion Program. I think my boss was expecting this story to be about two kids and not two owls. She's cool with it.
This is an experiment I'm working on for my portfolio. I've got a bunch of these ink drawings from work (the Chinese early readers) and I want to give them an interesting color treatment that has more appeal than the junky color they currently have. When I get a bunch of these together it will really beef up my portfolio which feels sparse and unfocused at the moment.
Which of these do you like? What's working? What isn't working? Please be honest, this is for posterity.
I haven't posted for over a month. That's lame. To make recompense today I do a large sized post. These are images from work for an early reader in Chinese. The subject of the book are the different parts of the body. Each page says something like, "Whose fingers are those?" or "Whose feet are those?" I'll let you guess what the last page says.
A bit of comics on this one. I love comics. They are much, much work but the payoff is fantastic. I couldn't have any more fun arting than when I draw comics. Enjoy.
When I was a kid I used to think his name was "Dark Vader." When I was a kid I also wondered how he ate anything with that helmet on. I also think Anakin would have been cooler if he were Vader from the time he was a kid.
Also, while searching for images of the dark lord online I found this guy.
Yeah, I know. Today's post is just weird all around weird.
The best part of any episode of Alfred Hitchcock presents is always the bits on the front and back ends with Alfred himself talking about murder in the most dry tones imaginable. My favorite episode involves a husband poisoning his friend who he thought was sleeping with his wife. The husband finds out that he was wrong just as the friend dies. Cut to Hitchcock who says, "And they all lived happily ever after."
I feel like I'm really starting to get a handle on that elusive beast called "style." It's funny to me that when I stop trying to find my style it jumps out from behind a corner and yells, "Boo!"
I'm trying out a few new things. First I'm trying to create something cute without being saccharine. Second I'm trying out a mixed media process that I think gives good results quickly. I'm going to have to play with this process to see how far I can push it, but I am pleased so far.
It comes to get me in the night when I haven't yet finished my long division.
I had another nightmare last night. Someone had got a hold of my picture book manuscript/dummy book that I'm working on and published it before I could with their name on it. Scary, I know.