Monday, January 13, 2014

Illustration Friday: Search

Twenty odd years ago, I drew this boy walking into the woods. A writer friend wanted me to illustrate a story she hoped to get published by the publishing company where she worked. As I drew and sketched and tried to organize my ideas, I felt washed out  to sea without compass or oar. I didn't know those were normal feelings that needed to be endured while I went ahead with the work. I thought they meant I was unable to do it, so I backed out of the project, a regrettable decision, though I felt relief at the time. Had I stuck with the project, I believe I would have made long strides as an artist. 

I like this picture better than the one above, though the figure is less expressive. I like how the woods are beginning to enfold the boy. I feel there are delights hidden around the corner. I like the wetness and looseness and the crazy ultramarine shadows. The trees feel more alive.

I don't remember what all these pencil lines were about, but I like them. I was probably feeling a need to loosen up as well as take hold of the composition.

I put the first drawing in this post onto Illustration Friday, though I don't like it as much as the second. I guess I did it because I think the boy is saying more, though the trees are saying less.


  1. Melissa, you are so gifted! I similarly wish that I could have stuck with that story & found a publisher. You would have done an amazing job at illustrating it. Who knows, maybe it will yet come to pass!

    1. Thank you, Ruth! Yes, maybe it will. Wouldn't that be a delight?