Saturday, 22 November 2014

Telling tales

I have been posting these on the site I share with my other half:
http://hillsofnottingham.wordpress.com/

The whole process has been an opportunity to fall in love with pencil drawing again.  Tim gave me a Rotring propelling pencil,which is a joy to use.

The pictures are ideas for the Fool of the World and the Flying Ship.  Most of the illustrations are out of sequence in construction.   I have plans for about 4 or 5 more, but they are resting inside the pencil, waiting to be called out.
After resting for some time, the Fool awoke to the sound of a wooden staff tapping on the ground.
;The old man's advice proved sound. As the Fool opened his eyes he saw, not a tree trunk but a sturdy wooden boat with owl feather oars. 

Eater, Swift and Farsight kept watch over their sleeping companion.


Thursday, 13 November 2014

Playing

I wish I was a better writer.  I would probably be a better writer if I stopped worrying about it and just wrote.
Ah well...time will tell.  I am trying to sketch out a retelling of some of my favourite stories.  The ones I remember best from when I was little.  They seem to be mostly Russian or from the tradition of Eastern Europe generally Romanian or Ukrainian.  Sometimes they are Lappish or Sami.
I always loved the ones with the trickster, usually Fox, and his attempts to outwit the other forest inhabitants.  Poor bear and his lost tail.
The way Crow out wits Fox.

I have been retelling myself these stories as I walk to work.  Think I need a dictaphone.