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“Don’t be afraid. I’m here to look after you!” Hansel tried to encourage his sister, but he too shivered when he glimpsed frightening shadows and evil eyes around them in the darkness. All night the two children huddled together for warmth at the foot of a large tree. When dawn broke, they started to wander about the forest, seeking a path, but all hope soon faded. They were well and truly lost. On they walked and walked, till suddenly they came upon a strange cottage in the middle of a glade.
“This is chocolate!” gasped Hansel as he broke a lump of plaster from the wall.
“And this is icing!” exclaimed Gretel, putting another piece of wall in her mouth. Starving but delighted, the children began to eat pieces of candy broken off the cottage.
“Isn’t this delicious?” said Gretel, with her mouth full. She had never tasted anything so nice.”We’ll stay here,” Hansel declared, munching a bit of nougat. They were just about to try a piece of the biscuit door when it quietly swung open.
“Well, well!” said an old woman, peering out with a crafty look. “And haven’t you children a sweet tooth?”
“Come in! Come in, you’ve nothing to fear!” went on the old woman. Unluckily for Hansel and Gretel, however, the sugar candy cottage belonged to an old witch, her trap for catching unwary victims. The two children had come to a really nasty place
“We’ll get to work on that,” said Hansel, “and have a real feast. I’ll eat a piece of the roof. Gretel, you can eat some of the window–that will taste real sweet.”Hansel reached up and broke off a little of the roof., to see how it tasted, and Gretel went up tot he windowpane and nibbled on it.
“Nibble, nibble, little mouse, Who is nibbling at my house?”
Author Robin Newman reads her fractured fairytale, Hildie Bitterpickles Needs Her Sleep, on Read Out Loud.
Hildie Bitterpickles is a little witch with a big problem. Her neighbors! They’re terribly loud and don’t seem to care. What does a witch have to do to get some sleep? Stick around to find out how Hildie gets out of this pickle.
KidLit TV’s Read Out Loud series is perfect for parents, teachers, and librarians. Use these readings for nap time, story time, bedtime … anytime!
Hildie Bitterpickles is a witch who needs her sleep. Her quiet neighborhood has been turned upside down with the sudden arrival of the old woman in her shoe, big bad wolf, and other fairy tale characters. What will Hildie have to do to get a quiet night’s sleep?
ABOUT ROBIN NEWMAN
Raised in New York and Paris, Robin is a graduate of Bryn Mawr College and the City University of New York School of Law. She’s been a practicing attorney and legal editor, but she prefers to write about witches, mice, pigs, and peacocks. She lives in New York with her husband, son, goldfish, and English Cocker Spaniel, who happens to have been born on the Fourth of July.
The magic of fairy tales doesn’t just lie in their romantic landscapes and timeless themes of good against evil. The best fairy tales are always populated with compelling and memorable characters – like the rags-to-riches princess, the gallant prince on horseback set to save the day, or the jealous and lonely evil king or queen. Which famous fairy tale character do you think you’re most like?
Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine is a creative retelling of Cinderella. As a baby, Ella was cursed by a fairy to obey any orders that were given to her, no matter what they were. So when her mother dies and her father remarries, Ella must live with her stepsisters, Hattie and Olive. Quickly, Hattie discovers that Ella will obey her and uses that knowledge to her advantage. Instead of being treated as an equal, Ella is forced to be her stepfamily's servant.
Ella meets Prince Char. Together, they have exciting adventures. Slowly, they fall in love, but she knows that if she marries him, an enemy of the throne could command her to do something awful to him. She struggles to protect him and break the curse, but it seems impossible with such a burden as hers. Will she ever gain the freedom required to be with her true love?
-Grace
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When some one says to you "that's just a fairy tale," it generally means that what you have just said is untrue or unreal. It is a polite but deprecating way of saying that your words form a lie or gossip. Your story is make-believe and unreliable. It has nothing to do with reality and experience. Fairy tale is thus turned into some kind of trivial story.
this little email came through my inbox this afternoon and i was so humbled that i couldn't help but tear up. this week, i SOLD TWO ORIGINAL paintings...not commissions. seriously, humbled is an understatement.
was really stunned when this SOLD earlier in the week....as i had NO intention of bidding this princess adieu. knowing she was going somewhere where she would be much loved, well that makes selling her even more bitter sweet.
Something about spring makes you think of fairies. I think it is all of the new life that emerges. So, I have been doing a lot of them in my sketchbook lately.
The council is in session...
We also just saw Song of the Sea, a wonderful film by the folks who did The Secret of Kells. It was a beautiful film with a bit of a Spirited Away vibe with a dash of Tolkien's Silmarillion (he was greatly influenced by Celtic and other European mythology). I loved the design and the concept.
It is common mythology around the world of spirits being a part of everything... The world does awaken this time of year from a dormant state.
I can hardly wait to get outside to sketch!
The Leaf Litter...
Even at the Krohn Conservatory!
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especially for this lovely little flaxen haired beauty!
"a girl can dream..." my Cinderella tribute piece. 14x18 acrylic on canvas...and i enjoyed each and every single brush stroke i laid down on this painting. the pumpkin and cute little mice have stolen my heart, for sure.
juggling 4 paintings in the next 2 weeks....1 of which has a deadline of midnight, march 12 (for a certain movie being released the following day. any guesses??? hint-there may be a glass slipper involved somehwhere...;)
the other 3 paintings? a custom nursery art order for a sweet little boy named Turner whose lovely grandma contacted me for some custom initial panels to match her gorgeous nursery for her 2 grandsons. aww, how sweet! :)
pics to follow...
{MARRIED TO THE PAINTBRUSH, I AM! LIFE IS GOOD!}
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If this is how the year is starting out, it's going to be a banner year for middle-grade books. First, Gordon Korman's Masterminds (more on that fantastic new thriller another day) and now Echo: A Novel.
Ryan, Pam Muñoz. 2015. Echo: A Novel. New York: Scholastic.
I received an Advance Reader Copy of Echo from Scholastic and was intrigued that it was wrapped in musical notation paper and had a smartly-boxed Hohner Blues Band harmonica tied to it.
I was happy to see an apparently music-related book, and what somewhat surprised to find that Echo begins with a fairytale, "The Thirteenth Harmonica of Otto Messenger," a fairytale replete with abandoned princesses, a magical forest, a mean-spirited witch, and a prophecy,
"Your fate is not yet sealed. Even in the darkest night, a star will shine, a bell will chime, a path will be revealed."
Though brief, I became enthralled with the tale and was surprised and taken aback when I reached Part One and found myself not in the fairytale forest, but in
Trossingen, Baden-Württemberg, Germany, 1933, home to the world's oldest harmonica manufacturer. I couldn't wait to find out what became of the abandoned princesses, but soon found myself wrapped up in the story of young Friedrich Schmidt, a German Jew during Hitler's ascendance to power. This kind-hearted, young boy of a musical family was surely destined to be gathered up in the anti-Semitic wave sweeping through Germany. I became engrossed in Friedrich's story, anxiously hoping that things would work out for him and his family, and was again surprised when I reached Part Two and found myself in
Philadelphia, 1935, home of the then-famous Albert Hoxie and the Philadelphia Harmonica Band, and of the Bishop's Home for Friendless and Destitute Children, where I found myself in the company of piano-playing orphans, Mike and Frankie Flannery. Their story was no less heart-wrenching than Friedrich's, and I found myself desperately rooting for the young boys when I suddenly arrived
in a migrant worker's community in Southern California, 1942, where young Ivy Maria Lopez was about to play her harmonica on the Colgate Family Hour radio show, but her excitement was short-lived. I fell in with this hard-working, American family and hoped, along with Ivy, for her brother's safe return from the war.
Of course, there's more, but this is where I will leave off.
Pam Muñoz Ryan has written a positively masterful story that will take the reader from the realm of magic through the historical travails of the infirm, the oppressed, and the poor in the midst of the 20th century. Through it all, music gathers the stories together in a symphony of hope and possibility. In music, and in Echo, there is a magic that will fill your soul.
It may only be February, but I predict that praise for Echo will continue throughout the year.
On a library shelf near you - February 24, 2015.
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i always love seeing how other artists come up with their masterpieces...from the moment of conception to the finished product.
so, i thought i'd share my 3 step process...from the tiny, super tight little thumbnail to the full size sketch (same size as the canvas) to the completed painting.
{such royal treatment for a princess...;)}
step 1 super tight little thumbnail
step 2 full size sketch
step 3 finished painting
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In my recent story, Cinderella’s Prince, you can read about one Prince Charming’s method for finding love. After I published the story Alabaster mentioned to me Cinderella’s Prince Charming used one of 5 usual methods for finding his love. I was unaware there were “usual” ways these things were done but was interested in what Alabaster had to say. I imagine you are as well, especially if you are a prince looking for love. Alabaster graciously agreed to write another guest post for us. If you are interested in Alabaster’s other posts they are 5 Tips for Finding True Love and Become a Wicked Stepmother in 4 Easy Steps.
Let me introduce you to our guest blogger Alabaster Daisy.
Alabaster Daisy
Mrs. Alabaster Daisy has been studying the residents of the enchanted forest for some years now. She has a FTB (Fairy Tale Bachelors) in the Habits of the Fairy Tale World, and has been featured in Forest Fairy Daily sharing her expert tips on life in a magical land. This is her first post at manelleoliphat.com especially for the genlemen among us. Lets here what she has to say.
Hello, you wonderful readers!
I’m so excited to share some of my insights on helping all you young Prince Charmings out there find the love you are looking for. If you’re not a prince you can try the techniques but I can’t promise they will work for you. If you are a prince, however, I guarantee one of these methods will bring you the love you seek!
These techniques are listed in no particular order. Each one has been proven successful, so pick the method you think is best for you, and it won’t be long until your dreams come true. (That sentence rhymes like a beautiful poem.)
Alabaster Daisy’s 5 Ways for Prince Charming to Find his True Love
1. Try kissing dead girls
Ok, she’s not really dead just under a sleeping curse. Sleeping curses are famous for being broken by true love’s kiss. This has been a popular technique in the past, however, it’s fallen out of favor in recent years. Probably because it’s sometimes hard to tell if the young women in question is under a curse or actually dead. For some reason the idea of kissing corpses doesn’t appeal to most men. If you’re not faint of heart, however, your chances of finding a girl under a curse are greatly increased these days!
2. Explore a Tower
Beautiful maiden’s in fairy tale lands are famous for hanging out in towers. This could be a castle tower, but if you find a tower in the middle of the woods or other secluded area your chances are very good there is a princess inside. Many times she will be awake and waiting for you, but it’s also possible she could be under a sleeping curse. If the lady is awake you can often find her tower by listening to her lovely singing voice. Tower Maiden’s are one of the most convenient of the five ways to find your lady, but be aware of witches and conniving lady’s maids who will try to keep you from your goal.
3. Be cursed (especially into some kind of animal)
This advice may not appeal to you but, rest assured, given a little time it is %100 effective. When looking to be cursed it is best to be mean to a witch or other magical lady who isn’t fond of men. The nice thing about this method is once you are cursed your work is pretty much done. Your true love will break your curse by falling for you even in your deformed, ugly or disgusting state. Popular animal curses are frogs and bears but I’m sure if were turned into a mongoose or kangaroo you would still be able to find success with this method.
4. Rely on objects to find her
Prince Charming’s the world over have been using this method for generations. There is a %52 chance your royal parents found each other this way. The most popular objects for finding true love are shoes and rings, but you can use anything this as long as it fit your lady perfectly at some point. Some experts argue this method is unreliable since a shoe or a ring may or may not be enchanted, and could fit on any number of lady’s feet or fingers. Bah! I think the success of the technique speaks for itself.
5. listen to your cat
This method is less popular but like our third technique it has a %100 success rate. It’s also the only method that works if you are a peasant. I personally know of two princes who have not only found their true love by following advice from their cats, but also got their kingdoms this way. This method is different from the others in another way. There are no substitutions. It seems it only works with cats. Men have tried following the advice of pet dogs, birds, and even turtles but they haven’t had success. It’s actually rather dangerous to try with *animals other than our cunning feline friends.
Well you handsome princes you, I hope you find this advice useful! Don’t hesitate to contact me by mirror if you have any questions. I’d love to meet your lady loves and hear your success stories as well! Helping people is such a joy! Until next time.
Alabaster Daisy!
*Prince Ronaldst Rington Charming tried following the advice of his dog Wilbur and ended up playing fetch for 197 years. It’s a world fetch playing record that’s never been broken. Ronaldst did gain much fame and fortune from his exploits but his body, except for his throwing arm, was too weakened after it was over to be attractive to the ladies. He died a bachelor.
Some new picture book favorites! A fairytale, a toddler book, and poetic nonfiction. Enjoy!
Jones, Ursula. 2014. The Princess Who Had No Kingdom. New York: Albert Whitman. Ill. by Sarah Gibb.
A beautiful princess, a pony, a red umbrella and red tights. This is the girls' empowerment fairytale that you've always wanted. Be who you are; love who you are. If the illustrations in this one do not enchant you, you have no magic in your soul. (So glad that this one made the leap across the pond!)
While tow truck and fire truck are out performing rescues, mild-mannered and bespectacled garbage truck "just collects the trash." It takes a snowstorm and an attachable snow plow to turn him into Supertruck! Simply told and simply illustrated for a young audience, this is a story of doing your job simply because it's the job that needs to be done. I like it!
Note: Despite its snowstorm theme, this one should be popular for the 2015, "Every Hero Tells a Story" summer reading theme.
The rolling motion of the carriage stops and I jerk awake. My neck hurts. I rub it with my hand and look out the window.The next house on our list is grand and grey, much like the last one. How did the fashion of grey start among the upper classes of my kingdom? Grey is a boring color.
Servants bustle outside my door, and it opens. I step into the sun and take the box Buffins holds toward me. It’s also grey. I’m as bored of it as I am of the houses. I sigh. I must have been a little drunk or be-spelled when I declared I’d marry the girl who’s foot fit the shoe now nestled inside. It was a stupid idea.
I thought about the ball, where I’d met the nicest, most beautiful, funny girl ever, and my slapdash decree at it’s end. When I’d come to my senses the next morning I despaired of ever seeing her again. Feet don’t come in all that many sizes after all. I assumed I’d be engaged within the week to some random noble daughter. Now, three months later the shoe hasn’t even slipped over a toe. That’s how I know it’s magic. When I first realized this I felt hopeful, but now I imagine I’ll be trying shoes on smelly dainty feet for the rest of my life.
My servants knock. Their servants answer. We are announced and shown into a flamboyant room with three ladies inside. They curtsey. The mother makes simpering small talk as she shows me to my seat. “You are so noble. We are honored. We hope your journey has been comfortable. Would you like tea?” Etc etc.
I’ve heard it all before but this time I’m hungry, so I accept the offer of tea. I imagine her lauding it over her neighbors later. “The prince took tea at my house and said is was ever so refreshing. He didn’t take tea at your house. Oh dear, how unfortunate for you. We can’t all be so lucky, I suppose.”
I sit in an overstuffed chair.Two young ladies sit on a couch across from me. I try not to cringe when I see them. There is a possibility they are pretty but it’s hard to tell with all the face paint they wear. I paste a smile on my face. “Which one of your lovely daughters will be first?”
Cinderella’s Prince: Personal Project: Watercolor & Ink
Each girl giggles and sticks out a left foot. They strain to get closer to me in hopes of being first. I try not to laugh as one falls off her chair onto her giant bustle.I kneel before the girl still seated, ignore the aroma of sour foot, and try the shoe. As usual it won’t even slide over her toes. I hold the shoe while she tries to get her foot in from every direction but I know it won’t do any good. When she has exhausted herself I turn to her sister. She is back in her seat pretending nothing untoward happened. She tries her foot in the shoe. After a brief struggle she goes so far as to take the shoe from me to try it her self. I have to wrestle the shoe away.
The first sister squirms in her seat. “Let me try it again, she got a longer turn.”
I look at her but don’t respond as I place the shoe back in the box, and hand it to Buffins.I’m so tired. I sigh as I sit. These are the least well-mannered girls I’ve met. I wish I’d waited to accept an offer of tea.
A maid enters the room carrying a tray. She sets it on the table next to me. The tea’s smell mixes with the ladies perfume and I feel a little lightheaded. The servant doesn’t leave but stands close behind my shoulder and I feel her staring at me. Even the servants in this house are ill mannered.
The lady of the house waves her hand at the girl. “That will be all, Ella.”
I hear her curtsy. “Yes,My Lady.”
Her voice. I’ve heard it before. My heart beats faster. I turn but her back is to me and she is almost out the door.
I stand. “Wait.”
She turns around. I want to squeal with excitement like my younger sister does. It’s her, blue eyes, dimples, and a laughing smile. Granted she’s dirty, her hair is covered and her dress is patched, but it is her.
I can’t help staring at her as I speak. “This Lady must try the shoe as well.”
The room is silent. I look around. The lady and her daughters sit with their mouths open. My servants stand unmoving. I motion at Buffins to bring the box forward. “I said this lady must try the shoe.”
He blinks at me. “Your Highness, I… we…”
I scowl at him. “Buffins.”
He stops stammering and hands me the box. I take the servant girl’s rough hand and lead her to the sofa. It’s the same hand I held at the ball. Of course it belongs to a servant. Why did I not realize?
I kneel and remove her left boot. The shoe glides over her foot.
I take her hand. “I knew it was you when I heard your voice.”
“I’m glad, your highness, for if you hadn’t I would’ve let you wander the world with that shoe. It just so happens I have the other one right here”
From her apron pocket she takes the matching shoe. When she puts it on there is a puff of smoke. The dirt and rags disappear. Now she, Ella, sits all clean in an elegant day dress, with her hair arranged in a stylish way.
I take her hands and pull her into my arms.“Ella, will you marry me?”
She smiles. “Of course.”
I give her smile a kiss. Something, I admit, I’ve wanted to do since the first moment I saw her in the ballroom.The awful daughters gasp and Buffins’ cries in protest but I ignore them all. I’m going to live happily ever after.
As I said in that post I put this project aside after I finished the first painting to work on my Siren’s Song illustration. I knew the image wasn’t working yet, and I needed time to think on it. It worked. One day I realized one of the biggest problems with the composition was that the girl was looking down. The reason that’s a problem is that the point in the story was the happy part. Down= sad. Up= happy. I wanted the image to feel like victory. Not like we were still fighting a battle.
Thumbnails Again
Determined to get things right I started thumbnailing again. Here they are.
After getting close with my pen I scanned that last thumbnail and messed with it in photoshop until I knew I had something that was working.
From there I went on to my new sketches.
Sketching Again
This first sketch I did on paper using a large print out of the thumbnail for a guide.
At this point I got it critiqued again, and I made some small changes to the characters, and worked out the anatomy a little better. Here is the next drawing. I drew it on the computer over a scan of the first drawing.
And then I did it again. Just fixing a few things here and there.
Finally! A sketch we are going to keep.
Painting Round 2
From here I did my value and color studies again and came up with these.
They Look pretty good so I went onto the next painting.
I had a hard time at this point. I was trying to keep my watercolors nice and free and get the light right. In the story this scene is happening at sunrise, and I really wanted it to show in the lighting.
Overall it’s not bad but there are a few things that just weren’t working, like how saturated the background buildings are, and how I painted the wall behind the guards. (It looks too close.) And most important it just didn’t have the lighting effect that I wanted.
One More Time!
Why not try one more time? There was no deadline, and I had already come this far, so I value and color studied again.
And then I painted it again. That painting is the keeper.
I made this video showing my painting process for all three paintings. I tried to photograph each step. Sometimes I forgot to take the images before moving on, but I think it pretty well shows my watercolor process.
Here is the that final painting. I added just a few touches of colored pencil for some detail.
Ok Guys, this postis about failing over and over… and over. Hopefully you will learn some stuff from what I share. I know I learned so, so much from all my failed attempts.
My struggle to make the illustration for the short story The Six Swans started with a goal.
My mindset when I started this illustration was two fold, I needed to make an illustration for my next short story, and I wanted to paint smoke with watercolors that looked like this.
Joseph Zbukvic
Amazing Right!
I’ve talked about the artist Joseph Zbukvic before in my post about watercolor tutorials. Go there and watch him paint in the video link provided. It’s so so awesome. I keep watching the video and getting smarter every time.
Watercolors can do neat-o things other paints can’t, but I don’t see illustrators using watercolors in this way very often. Those fine art watercolorists have got the neat-o-ness of watercolors down, but us illustrators tend to keep things more controlled maybe even a little fussy. I don’t know how many times I’ve worked on a watercolor painting and been pleased with the lighting and composition but disappointed I didn’t let the paint fly free. ( Go fly watercolor! You’re free ! You’re free!)
So with this painting my goal was to let the paint free but still get the lighting and details I needed to tell the story.
Beginning the Illustration
I had my story ready and I started my thumbnails. I pretty much always start with thumbnails even before I do character design. Here they are. (Click here to learn more about thumbnails)
I started out with a few ideas for this story but settled on the image of the girl and the birds.
If you’re smarter than me you might see that I already have a problem. Which is… I only did three thumbnails! Really, I don’t know what I was thinking. (Actually yes I do, I was thinking about how excited I was to paint smoke with my watercolors) If I had taken the time to make sure the image was working small at the beginning it would have saved me a lot of work, but I forgot about that truth, and I moved forward, blissfully unaware of my impending doom.
Here are some of the character sketches I did. I focused some of these drawings on how the character would look, and some the pose of the character.
This big one in the middle is one of my favorite drawings. It gave me another goal. To get the essence of whatever is in that drawing into my illustration.
My First Failed Sketch Attempt
From character sketches I moved onto my first sketch.
I drew it. Did a messy value study. Did some color studies. But it wasn’t working. Finally asked for a critique from my trusted illustration friends. I got comments about the composition, shapes, and the character. Then I made changes.
My Second Failed Sketch Attempt
Here is my next try.
The character is more defined. The people in the background help ground the image. Over all the shapes are a little better but I don’t think it has the action feel the first sketch has, and I was still running into problems. I got it critiqued again. (Critique groups people! They are the greatest.) My friend Shawna mentioned I needed to work on the movement of the image, and the character’s silhouette, so I went back to the drawing board. (literally)
First I put my image in Photoshop and rearranged some things using math, also called the golden ratio. (Don’t worry the computer did the math for me)
My Third Failed Sketch Attempt + First Failed Painting Attempt
And off I went again.
This one is better. There is a lot of action. The shapes are good. The arrangement is better. Her expression is pretty good. You can tell she’s holding shirts and putting them on a swan. Things were looking good. So I did more color and value studies and I painted it.
From here I intended to add detail with prismacolor or Photoshop but I couldn’t do it because I hated this painting. I knew I could do better. So I scrapped it, and set this whole project aside to stew in my brain while I painted the Siren’s Song Illustration.
Tune in next time to see how I went from this point to my finished Swans illustration. In the mean time watch this video of Milton Glaser talking. It’s really good and will make you feel pretty happy about failing.
Have you failed creating art recently? (Good for you!) Did you learn anything cool because of the failure?
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Sleeping curses are famous for being broken by true love’s kiss. This has been a popular technique in the past, however, it’s fallen out of favor in recent years. Probably because it’s sometimes hard to tell if the young women in question is under a curse or actually dead. For some reason the idea of kissing corpses doesn’t appeal to most men. If you’re not faint of heart, however, your chances of finding a girl under a curse are greatly increased these days!
Wonderful! Love it!
Very fun read, can’t wait to give it to someone for Halloween this year.
Hildie Bitterpickles Needs her Sleep was released this past February, but we’ll have Robin’s Read Out Loud in rotation this Halloween, guaranteed!
Loved it!