Ok, please bear with me here. I know this blog has been a mass of stop/starts, changing roughs and long periods of total silence. It's basically the book blog equivalent of being hopelessly lost on a country road without a map. Probably in the dark. Near a sinister tree. With an owl.
The trouble is that's a truthfully accurate reflection of how this book's progress has been in my head. If it's frustrating to read about it, believe me it's 100 times worse living it!
Anyway, here's how it goes. I see the finished images in my mind, I sketch what I think is a fairly faithful representation of that in thumbnail form, then I sit in front of a pristine, super scary sheet of white stretched paper, start working, and *poof* it disappears!
This image is a good example. Here's the rough:
And here's the finished illustration:
See? Somewhere between visualising it, sketching it and painting it, it got fussy and somehow completely lost... What? I don't know. The essence of it, I guess. As an image on its own I still like it, but... it's just not what I meant. Not what I meant at all. I wish I could be more specific.
Now granted, what follows might seem like a blatant promotion for my shop, but it's really not (honestly!). There was something strangely uncomfortable for me about seeing all my work together in one place. It prompted me to stop and take stock in a massive "that's not what I meant at all" type way. I'd even go as far as to say I've been experiencing something of a mild creative crisis of sorts. (You can read more about my angsty midnight mini cheddar munching over here if you're that way inclined).
So while I've been gone from this blog for some time, over on Scribbles in Ink I've been experimenting with a much simplified, stronger and graphic way of working (like the cow print above) and think I'm finally ready to start The Growing Boy take three.
As a result, I've revisited the first rough I did (first time round and subsequently replaced by the book carrying boy above - I told you to bear with me, right?):
Which has now become, in very rough form, this: