So, here we are: it’s been already a year of Picture a Tale online!
It has been a sometimes fast, sometimes slow year, with a long break right in the middle of it for which I have an adorable, one-toothed excuse.
It has been a year of lessons, some of the “yay, I got it!” variety, some (most) of the more banging-head-against-the-wall kind.
It has been a year of making connections with other talented and self-driven people.
It has been a year of rediscovering how great it is to just sit down and draw sometimes and not think about how many “likes” the Facebook page has or how many people will retweet it.
Before we move on into year 2, I want to send out a big thank you to you all: blog readers, Facebook fans, Twitter followers, Etsy shoppers and all the other very supportive people who like tales and art!
Happy birthday, Picture a Tale!
On “Water” for Illustration Friday.
Nothing like Jane Austen to clear the head after a heavy, slow, sad book.
Reading “Northanger Abbey” and drawing some of the demure characters.
With no seasons and daily routines fit for a 2 year-old, time flies unawares!
Even if I don’t feel it, October is half-way over and it’s time to start planning for the holidays and after. Here is what I have on my “to do” list so far:
- * November SALE!
- * On the blog: restart the “storytelling games” series of posts and start a new series about some cool things I found on Etsy (nope, still haven’t kicked that habit). I have a few other things that I wanted to share, but more about that later.
- * Start working on a set of drawings based on nursery rhymes. I will probably need some help in picking the funniest, quirkiest ones. There will also be a booklet with the actual rhymes.
- * A couple of giveaways on Facebook (this is where the help will be repaid).
So far that’s it. And now that it’s written it can’t be unwritten, so I’ll need to stick with it! I guess the time for napping is long gone.
A couple of weeks ago, I got a wonderful and unexpected gift: “The Prague Cemetery” by Umberto Eco. It was unexpected, because I had no idea that Eco had a new book out. With so many other things going on, literary news slips by too often. It was wonderful, because I love his books: they remind me of Old Europe that I miss so much sometimes and they are the kind of books that make reading very mentally-stimulating.
As it turns out, Umberto Eco is also a children’s book author. I recently came across “We Too Were Children, Mr. Barrie”, a blog about children’s books by “adult” twentieth century authors. Did you know that James Joyce, Virginia Woolf, e e cummings, Eugene Ionesco or Toni Morrison all wrote books for children? Some, it seems, made them more fun than others (see the post about Virginia Woolf). The author of the blog, Ariel S. Winter, gives us a complete account on the background and meaning of many of the books he presents. Why? In his own words:
WHEN I FIRST STARTED WE TOO WERE CHILDREN, MR. BARRIE, one of the things I hoped to examine was the way in which an author accustomed to writing for adults conceived of writing for children. Why? Because, as many authors included on the blog have noted, childhood reading is often the reading that is most influential on a writer (or on any individual). Consequently, if a writer who is aware of the importance of childhood reading writes what he hopes will be an influential text for the next generation, how does what he includes in that text reveal what he thinks is most important to literature?
Take a look when you have a chance!