25 Nov 2018, 01:31

I've decided to enter this contest:

https://houseofillustration.org.uk/get_involved/bic-2019

...Even though I haven't got the time. Because it is one of my FAVORITE books (and I love the movie as well) and it's an excuse to make more pieces for my portfolio that are more MG focused rather than picture book stuff.

So I would really love these to be portfolio quality pieces (crossing fingers...). I don't really expect to win, but having a contest gives me a due date to shoot for... and who knows, right? You miss all the shots you don't take.

So here are my favorite thumbs for my three illustrations (still working on the cover design.)((And how I'm going to complete four illustrations during Christmas season is anyone's guess...we'll see if anyone gets any presents from me this year.))

For the contest each one is only allowed to have a 25 word caption maximum, which isn't long at all, so below I'll post a little bit longer excerpts to give people who haven't read the book a little bit more context. ๐Ÿ™‚

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Longer excerpts:

  1. In fact, Sophie did not sell hats very much. After a day or so observing in the workshed, and another day going round the clothier and the silk merchantโ€™s with Fanny, Fanny set her to trimming hats. Sophie sat in a small alcove at the back of the shop, sewing roses to bonnets and veiling to velours, lining all of them with silk and arranging wax fruit and ribbons stylishly on the outsides. She was good at it. She quite liked doing it. But she felt isolated and a little dull.

  2. Then it was Michael back for some reason, Sophie thought as she opened the door. A turnip face leered at her. She smelled mildew. Against the wide blue sky, a ragged arm ending in the stump of a stick wheeled round and tried to paw at her. It was a scarecrow. It was only made of sticks and rags, but it was alive, and it was trying to come in. โ€œCalcifer!โ€ Sophie screamed. โ€œMake the castle go faster!โ€

  3. [Howl] set off with dignity to the bathroom, wading in blue-and-silver suit. The rest of the blue-and-silver suit followed him, dragging step by step down the stairs and rustling across the floor. By the time Howl was in the bathroom, most of the jacket was on the ground floor and the trousers were appearing on the stairs. Howl half shut the bathroom door and seemed to go on hauling the suit in hand over hand. Sophie and Michael and the dog-man stood and watched yard after yard of blue or silver fabric proceed across the floor, decorated with an occasional silver button the size of a millstone and enormous, regular, ropelike stitches. There may have been nearly a mile of it.

So... feedback is appreciated! I know these are really rough at this point, but I want to make sure they're working at this stage before diving spending more time on them.