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I make my way as a professional artist living in lovely NJ, working from the attic of my small town mock Tudor home. Among other things.
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TGIF.
Happy election results week.
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Finishing up the paintings for a new book with the fine folks at Charlesbridge. I won't tell you what it's about yet, but it is written by Darrin Lunde and it does not prominently feature giraffes at any point in its 32 pages.
In other news, it looks like Fab Four Friends, written by Susanna Reich, is just about ready to print. To be published by Christy Ottaviano's eponymous imprint at Holt, it tells compelling story about the early days of an obscure British pop group that you've probably never heard of.
I recommend you get caught up before this one comes out in Fall.
And lastly, it looks like we're in the home stretch of the road to release for Rock & Roll Highway: the Robbie Robertson Story, written by Sebastian Robertson for Christy Ottaviano Books.
Perhaps this will require a Wikipedia link.
Some new paintings, appearing in an upcoming issue of Cricket Magazine.
These guys.
To take part in the Vegas Valley Book Festival exhibition, "Imaginings through Illustrations."
I'll be there, too, appearing in the company of this humbling list of high falootin' literary types.
From Susanna Reich's forthcoming picture book, "Fab Four Friends," due out in 2014 from Christy Ottaviano Books. Oil on paper, 2013.
One of the great joys of children's book illustration is, of course, the secrecy.
I don't know about you, but I'm terrible at keeping secrets. This isn't to say I can't keep them, it's more that I'm not smooth in any way about keeping them. My poker face is terrible, and I wander around my day twitching a mumbling, and generally feeling like a pinless grenade.
In the case of picture books, there's this six month to year long period of planning, drawing, and painting during which (near) radio silence is customarily reserved, followed by another year before the book in question hits the shelves, real three dimensional inventoried shelves or futuristic/imaginary cybershelves. This quiet time leaves plenty of room for hand wringing, regrets, quiet self defeatism and the occasional brag-that-never-can-be.
Since I'm in the middle of one those such projects right now, it gives me great pleasure to break the previous year's silence and mention this biography of Robbie Robertson I finished illustrating a few months back, penned by his son Sebastian Robertson and set for publication by the great Christie Ottaviano's eponymous imprint of HOLT.
It won't be hitting those previously mentioned shelves till Fall of 2014, but there's no harm in pre-ordering...
Here's another glimpse or two.
It's true. We have entered the era of the Random Viking Penguin.
Well, that happened all of a sudden. Aside from the usual "where did Spring go?" business, June also means I can finally talk about how I spent my winter. Whew.
As it turns out, I spent a stretch of it on a new collaboration with two-time Grammy winning singer/songwriter/storyteller Bill Harley:
And now I've told you too much.
Some one hour oil painting demos. These are all completed on either canvas or primed paper, between 11" x 14" and 13" x 19".
And these last two chaps are little one hour demonstrations of what we in illustration affectionately refer to as "the C. F. Payne technique," though it has been used pretty broadly by Mark English and others as well, and to remarkably different effect.
Demo Guy is one of the world's more unsung supervillains, if such a phrase exists. His only known superpower is a seemingly limitless supply of patience, which is of surprisingly little use in the superhero arena. As a supervillain, though, he has essentially donated his body to the whims of other villains as they work out the kinks in their freeze rays, paralyzing gazes, or—in this case—updates in their makeup regimes.
A smattering from the last nine years. Just because.
There's an interview with me over at Leora Wenger's blog, as part of the Sydney Taylor blog tour, wherein I get only moderately long-winded about illustrating Linda Glaser's Hannah's Way for Kar-Ben, as well as all sorts of art making stuff. You can reading just by clicking here.
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This should be a book. Seriously. Have you pitched it yet? Tell your agent/publisher/whatever that this bookseller laughed her ass off at it and thinks it should be a book.