Thursday, May 3, 2012
It's funny we celebrate the birthdays and graduations as important milestones, but getting older isn't the same as becoming who you are. I love this age, eight. Chloe at age eight came home from school and took the huge cardboard box from our studio and created a boat for a school play. She wrote it as well and when the other kids saw her boat the whole class wanted to be in it!
When Phoebe was eight she realized she could create a little composition notebook using markers, black tape and lined paper. She spent her Christmas break making enough of these little journals for each kid in her huge class! Her teacher was so impressed she called me at home. Eight is awesome.
Today I'm back to working on "The People That Melt in The Rain" . Coloring comic pages for the next chapter of the web comic, which has been on hiatus for a while now, but will soon resume posting! In the meantime here's a funny bird from my sketchbook. He makes me smile for some reason.
“As my artist’s statement explains, my work is utterly incomprehensible and is therefore full of deep significance”-Calvin (Calvin and Hobbs)