stories and illustration

Hares and Fields 1

The hares and the wheatfields haunt me from the summer.  The hares up on the edge of the wheatfields disppeared soon as I glimpsed them, unless I was far off looking through the field glasses.  They are large, lanky, and have dark backs which I haven’t painted in on the boxing hares.  These paintings are tiny. Perhaps it is because I have become so used to working on the small rectangle of the picture books. The flute-player is the little spirit who disappeared from a larger painting, which still has two hares in it but didn’t want any people. I like living creatures in a painting but it needn’t be a person. Today I took some old paintings into Kelso to be framed for exhibition, they were from the Twenty-Six Rabbits books that Orchard Books published some years ago, and the details in those  old illustrations is surprising.  They used to take me three weeks to complete each double page spread.  We only had one table at the time, and I was always trying to avoid getting remnants of spagehetti sauce on the pictures, or stopping the cat walking over the top of them with small muddy paws.  The composition is of the Twenty Six Rabbits books is basically pattern, with action and character. I had a picture of the boy who loved a hare looking at the hare fleeing, and I was going to take it to be framed, but for some reason I wasn’t ready to show it; partly because the treatment is very loose, and there are elements to the figure that I did not feel happy about – but I also had a protective feeling towards the drawing, I want to hang on to it for the moment.  Maybe because it is for an as yet unpublished book, or is a very personal painting at the moment.  I am getting framed instead a smaller drawing, of the boy running after the hare, about which I had less of a personal feeling, but I like the energy.

December 5, 2012 Posted by | Illustration, Uncategorized | , , , , | Leave a comment


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