Archive for the ‘Work in progress’ Category

Here are some samples from The Boy Who Was Swallowed by a Tiger and The Thing with No Head ebooks which will be out on Apple’s iBookstore in October. They feature a more straight ahead ‘cartoony’ style and give me an opportunity to indulge in drawing crosshatched lines.  One is told in verse, in fact I’m still editing it…the other a simple prose style with a folktale flavor. Click on them to see them larger.



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Anxiety dogs me. Will anyone like my work, why are my drawings so tight/or too lose? You’d think I’d be a better speller by now, will anyone like my new manuscript, will I need another root canal soon?

Much of my anxiety is about work. Maybe its the same for you. I guess it’s an issue of control.

I don’t feel like I control much. Even my hair on my head. I mean, it’s MY hair on MY head. But it pretty much does as it pleases.

True I can resort to extremes when I need to – I can have it cut. That’s how I wrestle it under control.

When I comb it – it just laughs at me. I can put Dapper Dan in it. That may work for a short bit. But my hair still does what it wants. Everyone who knows me is used to seeing me and wondering if I ever comb my hair. I do. I try to get it to behave. But short of shaving it all off, it will do what it wants to do. So if I can’t even control the hair on my head, what hope do I have in controlling ‘real’ issues?

Many times it’s best to just go with it.

And that’s how to keep anxiety at bay.

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There are a few really good days being a full-time author/illustrator. Getting checks is nice of course. After all, the food doesn’t buy itself. But really the best days are when you get the book you worked on for a year or more for the first time.  Seeing the final proof for the first time is also a good day.

This past week I’ve been busy working on the second picture book I wrote and will illustrate. The dummy is coming together, though it’s at that point where I spend a lot of time wondering if a particular page communicates the right story beat.  I was concentrating so hard that my daughter and her friend snuck up to my studio and gave me a big “BOO! ” on Saturday. Twice to be exact. Each time  I screamed out loud. My wife heard it from the front porch. Well, it is the season for scares.

But the other cool thing this week was seeing the final digital proof of the picture book I wrote and illustrated that will be released  by Candlewick Press next Thanksgiving. The cover, the flap copy, the final art with final type…very cool to see. And I am looking forward to the first hardcopy proofs in a few months. You will hear me talking more about both books as they near release.

Now, back to work. But I better make sure my daughter isn’t sneaking up the stairs.

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I’ve been in Minnesota the past two weeks helping move my folks out of the old farmhouse where I grew up. There was plenty of work (have I EVER carried so many boxes?) and plenty of laughs with my siblings, parents and friends. The ‘estate’ sale went off without a hitch due to the help of many friends who gave up vacation days and weekends to be part of it. But there were also plenty of tears.


The house at sunset.

I chose to drive to Minnesota with my dogs instead of flying because I wanted the time to travel there and back to be substantial. The thought of traveling by air for this event was off-putting not only because of the hassles of flying but because of the ease and speed.  There were a few additional reasons to drive that had to do with schedule and family which make it seem a more reasonable, less irrational choice. But I wanted that time alone.

There aren’t many other events in life that can cause this much reflection.  If you are a Friend on Facebook you’ve already read a bit about it. And I don’t want to add too much here.

However the place I grew up, the physical place, has a lot to do with who I am. We had an entire river valley to explore growing up. Riding horses in the pastures and forest, finding salamanders in the window wells, crawfish and mud puppies in the St. Croix River. If I wasn’t drawing or making stop motion animated films I was wandering the country side.


The barn, my dad’s studio and the tent for the big sale.

There weren’t many kids near me, but in the summer some people had cabins along the river so I had other kids to hangout with. I suspect this lack of other kids explains the introspective part of my nature. I was the youngest so by a relatively young age my brothers and sisters were gone on to their own lives.

The house, the land I grew up on are practically mythical to me. And for many years I was sure I would head back and buy the place.

But life does not always go according to plan. Things change for good and for bad and my life developed differently.


My dog Angel chasing frogs on the banks of the St. Croix River.

I didn’t leave because I didn’t love that place. And throughout my life, no matter where I moved, that was home. Even here at my house of 7 years I can’t quite feel the same sense of place.

My only solace is that growing old, growing up, whatever you want to call it, demands an ability to say goodbye; to people, places and things. This is not easy. It isn’t supposed to be. But with the goodbyes come opportunities to say hello not only to new people but also new incites. Opportunities to grow beyond what you were and continue on the path to whatever you will become.

In the end it is just a house to almost anyone else. A piece of property that has a value attached to it in dollars. Most others will view it as a buying opportunity, a hindrance or a dream come true. It is a reminder that the most important things in our lives are projections from within us that change what we are looking at because of experiences, memories and emotions. It will always be my home, even when it isn’t.

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I’m leading a workshop here in Portland in September for the SCBWI focused on picture books. I’ve spoken at SCBWI events in the past on particular issues. Last year at Illustrator’s Day in Los Angeles I spoke about electronic books and apps. But this September I’m looking at what makes current picture book market unique and examining some of the differences that make a picture book a picture book and not a comic book, graphic novel or some hybrid.

There will be one or two class exercises and plenty of examples. One section of the class with focus discussion on what I consider one of the best picture books of the past decade, Mo Willem’s Knuffle Bunny.

I’ve been refining the outline for the class for a few months and I’ve been thinking about all the workshops, c;asses and events I’ve attended through the years. What I enjoyed and what I found most insightful and helpful in my work.

I want an opportunity to look at the big issues involved in picture books. Issues beyond illustrative technique and basic story structure. Illustrative style alone does not make a picture book click. Something as stylistically elaborate as Maurice Sendak’s illustrations to something as deceptively simple looking as Mo Willems’ drawings can be effective. The focus on character is a more vital issue for a picture book. (Oh yeah, we will discuss that!)

I’m collecting some thoughts on the current market from editors, agents and art directors I work with to share. And whatever insights I’ve gleaned about the business (if any!) will be hung out for discussion.

Just as a feature film is more than just its script, a great picture book combines visual and literary devices to create a compelling experience that is greater than any of its individual parts. See you on September 28th!

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Third in a series of new quick sketches.


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Another in a series of quick sketches with a limited palette.


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