It's been a slow warm up here in Michigan. I'm looking forward to warmer days and have been enjoy the blooms that have already braved the chilly temperatures and late freezes.
This is just a little sketch. I think there needs to be a little more action in this scene before I would pull out the watercolors.
This little girl reminds me of my youngest, who is now a teenager. I aways loved her little bob and crazy tights. Their childhood sped by so quickly, it makes me sorta sad. But they are amazing, so I've done my job well!
It's funny when I first started illustrating for children, I think there was a part of me that wanted to capture something from my childhood and now I see myself trying to capture parts of their childhood. While times may change, the universal of discovering the world and how we fit in it stays the same.
When you pick picture books, do they appeal to you because they remind me of your children or your childhood? I'm a little of both. Either way, I'm definitely more pulled toward the nostalgic.
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