Coffee and Tea (and Roger and Me)
Recently I set myself a challenge: three 16” x 20” Mother Goose paintings. The first was a re-do of a piece I’d done years ago for “Cock-A-Doodle-Doo!” Then I tackled a brand new… Continue reading
Recently I set myself a challenge: three 16” x 20” Mother Goose paintings. The first was a re-do of a piece I’d done years ago for “Cock-A-Doodle-Doo!” Then I tackled a brand new… Continue reading
I’ve spent the last three weeks thinking about hedgehogs, hassocks, and the brief fashion in 1909-1910 known as the “hobble-skirt” because it effectively bound the wearer’s knees together, causing her to take tiny,… Continue reading
No wonder Kelloggs’ chose a toucan to advertise Froot Loops. Their beaks are gorgeous splashes of red, orange, green, blue, and yellow. “Toucan Sam” hawked his wares during the Saturday morning commercials… Continue reading
I’ve launched into the newest alphabet story painting, this one for a baby named Quinn. I’m touring through my 1940’s dictionary and finding all sorts of quirky characters like quaggas, which are extinct… Continue reading
I admit it—I have “Mother” issues. Mother Goose, that is. Ever since my mother read to us from Richard Scarry’s Best Mother Goose Ever (c. 1970), I’ve loved the old rhymes. It’s… Continue reading
Years ago, at an SCBWI (Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators) conference in Bozeman, I sat in on a workshop presented by talented writer Elaine Marie Alphin in which she recommended… Continue reading
I’m working on preliminary drawings for a painting of “The House That Jack Built” and realizing, again, how editing an art piece resembles editing a manuscript. I’d like to say they’re neat pyramid-type… Continue reading