Oh my god. HOW DID I FORGET TO POST THIS NEW DARWIN SKETCH?
This was drawn almost a month ago (June 2012):
Darwin says: “I’ve brought back your slipper!”
Several of my pieces have gotten a new boost of promotion recently.
First, the wonderful folks at Literary Lights for Children used the image I provided last year for a bookplate for their “Save The Date” cards, sent out to the honored guests of the kidslit community to join this reception honoring 4 prestigious children’s author/illustrators:
I am so honored to know that my artwork continues to provide the look and inspiration for the Literary Lights for Children project.
Also, a few months back my agent – Kristy King from Writers House – and I put together a sweet little postcard announcing our partnership. I posted the sneak peeks of this piece awhile back, but here are the final images:
I always appreciate the collaborative process of creating artworks that have been crafted with care and thought. Thank you to these fantastic people who help refine my vision, and give my work a place to live and be seen!
I am so excited to share some freelance projects! Recently I created a piece for a prestigious kidslit project bringing together 100 Artists in 99 1/2 days. It’s called Chocolate Chips and Rocket Ships, and was written by dad John O’Marra. He was inspired by his kids and family, which make the poems extra special – they are unique, funny, and inspired! It’s really a book for kids of all ages, and features artwork from artists of many styles, and poems of varying themes as well.
Here are two snapshots from the piece I illustrated. I will post a link to it once it’s up! Until then, check out these previews and view past pages on the book’s website today!
Especially towards the end of my senior year, one of my favorite past-times became illustrating me and my friends. Cartoons – no. Caricatures – don’t think so. I started calling them ‘Doodles’ when I created them for the team at Pinwheel Books and ever since I’ve been illustrating me and the people in my life. Why I haven’t yet done my parents, I don’t know. But most recently I decided to give my friends in Boston here a try:
From left to right: Lilia, Me, Carmen, and Sonia. It may or may not be finished – I may add a few details here and there, some shiny things, but overall it was a great experience in drawing my friends and getting that likeness for people down.
A few weeks ago I did this one for Pinwheel of our next writer/illustrator Tim:
I think this is one of the first men I’ve ever drawn with such ease.
Who should I draw next? I’m taking suggestions. And as per suggestion by my boss, you can even pay me to illustrate whatever you want via an etsy site in construction!
Last night out at dinner, my Nona opened up to me after me not knowing anything my whole life. She started talking, and I to know it all.
What I learned is something I live by everyday:
“when you know what you want to know, it’s just in you. You have to do it. ” Anita felt that with her art, and also her cooking. I was inspired by her past:
Anita grew up in Trieste for the first 18 years of her life. Through the bombings of her home, losing everything, and then following her father and family to America (because that’s what you did, she says).
Her beau and later husband joined her in America shortly after with his family, and the were married when she was 20. Anita was a secretary in an office in Italy, but couldn’t do that in America because of the language difference. Her father told her she could make a lot of money in America, which she didn’t want necessarily, but got a job working in a factory sewing. Her mother-in-law moved in with her family, and tought Anita how to sew. She was a very good sewer, and knew Anita since she was 8. She loved her a lot.
When she lost her mother in law, and her husband (who was 56) she still had one of five children still to put through college. She had to go back to work. Her daughter and husband had connections in restaurant services and catering, so that’s what Anita did. She said it was the one thing she really loved and enjoyed doing. She was 50 after all. She became a caterer and became very successful at it. And she was very fast. “I was always very quick and good in the kitchen” she says. I had no idea she ran a kitchen like that, and cooked day and night. She was able to get her last child through college, and then could retire at 60.
These days we are lucky if we can afford loans for college. I will never stop thanking my parents for college. I can understand how hard it must’ve been only now in hindsight. The world was my oyster, my parents said. I could pick any college I wanted to go to, and once accepted we’d figure it out from there.
My Nona reminded me of how important a skill such as listening can be so powerful. It is a gift, it keeps you connected, it fills you with hopes and dreams for someone else for a change.
You know, yesterday Pinwheel Books went to the Brookline Rotary Club to speak, and hearing the charitable work all those people do every since day really affected me. Its made me want to give so much more back than ever before in my life. I guess that’s part of growing up? Being more community oriented than self centered? Regardless, I know talking to my Nona made us other feel very special. She has always never quite clicked with my fathers sisters, and neither me or my sister ever got along with them so great. So in being outsiders, we formed an alliance. Hey, what family doesn’t have teams?!
Anita said she wanted to write all of this down, it’s never left her, she could write a book! Well, I hope this post is our start to doing so.
Among the other titles he wrote and illustrated, all from Harper & Row, are “In the Night Kitchen” (1970) and “Outside Over There” (1981), which together with “Where the Wild Things Are” form a trilogy; “The Sign on Rosie’s Door” (1960); “Higglety Pigglety Pop!” (1967); and “The Nutshell Library” (1962), a boxed set of four tiny volumes comprising “Alligators All Around,” “Chicken Soup With Rice,” “One Was Johnny” and “Pierre.”
In September, a new picture book by Mr. Sendak, “Bumble-Ardy” — the first in 30 years for which he produced both text and illustrations — was issued by HarperCollins Publishers. The book…tells the not-altogether-lighthearted story of an orphaned pig (his parents are eaten) who gives himself a riotous birthday party.
Mr. Sendak went on to illustrate books by other well-known children’s authors, including several by Ruth Krauss, notably “A Hole Is to Dig” (1952), and Else Holmelund Minarik’s “Little Bear” series. The first title he wrote and illustrated himself, “Kenny’s Window,” published in 1956, was a moody, dreamlike story about a lonely boy’s inner life.
So when I actually have time to do my own illustrations, I work on Darwin – aka Mud Pup.
These are just a few sketches of him. I’m working on developing my style so that I introduce line into my characters. It’s very freeing to be able to illustrate in a limited palette, and draw with my brush.
Here are the results:
This is a picture of me at the age of four. Sunday was my birthday, and my family came to visit! My mom brought this picture, along with many other baby pictures to reminisce with:
I can’t believe that was twenty years ago. TWENTY!!!!!!!!
But I have to say – I still wear polka dots and bows. I probably still have that toy in the background. And I still smile just as big 🙂
Recently I’ve started doing some self-portraits, in a bit of a different style. Same media, still children’s book-ish, but a little darker, a little bolder. I tried using a dark line around the character, as my agent recommended I try out.
It doesn’t always come naturally to me, but I’m trying!
Anyways, here’s the result, which I call Locks:
I recently came across a really old sketch I had done in preparation for working on some images for my story “My Grandmas are Both Italian”.
This is an image of my Nona – Anita – mixing a bowl of food in the kitchen. She is always cooking us something great, while wearing her famous blue apron. Even though she doesn’t move about the kitchen as fast as she used to, she still has a grin on her face when she’s putting together a meal. There is so much love in her food, and so much love and light in her. She is the epitome of happiness, and I hope one day I can find that sort of contentment in my life.
Her tiramisu and gnocchi are her signature dishes.
This sketch is really light, so I had to play with it in Photoshop a little: