The illustration above is from a picture book I recently completed called 'My Aussie Dad' by Yvonne Morrison. It's due out soon with Scholastic Australia.
When I was a kid, I used to draw an awful lot. The subject matter at first (several years) was fairly narrow in scope. Anything with wheels. This annoyed my mother, a handy fine artist herself, because she believed that I was capable of drawing other things that were wildly more interesting. Also, she felt slightly annoyed that I would seek my father out for drawing advice. Generally speaking he was a hopeless drawer, but he did have a knack for drawing vehicles. Very simple vehicles. His machines were fairly normal looking except that they always had these cool little, weeny wheels. The wheels looked ridiculously small in comparison to the load they were carrying. I thought they were bloody fantastic. Eventually, of course, I got tired of drawing cars, trucks and motorbikes jumping things and moved on to landscapes and girls.
Every now and then, these days, I have an opportunity to draw a car or truck or row of trucks ('Wendy' below).
And not a whole lot has changed. Aside from a bit of perspective, I still draw them fundamentally the same way that I used to as a kid. It's just the way I see them in my head. They have the normal shape (although somewhat bubble-like) with the tiny (abnormally strong!) wheels. I only noticed this quite recently. It must be a subconscious thing.
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