In my youth, when I was first getting into illustration quite seriously, one of my favourite-ist pictures was Hortus Conclusus by Patrick Woodroffe, who died last year.
Yesterday, I was a very happy person as I finally got to see this oil painting in real life; Falmouth Art Gallery is currently running a retrospective of his work. Also present was the cover to The Sentinel, a gatefold-album by Neo-Proggers Pallas, another notable item from my early eighties experience.
Patrick employed an almost miniaturist approach to many of his paintings – they are staggeringly detailed and the gallery should have provided magnifying glasses as I strained my aged eyeballs squinting at many of the works . I knew a little about his processes from his book ‘A Closer Look’, in which Patrick reveals many of his arcane secrets in detail. But mere reproduction cannot begin to capture the texture, colour and clock-maker craftsmanship he lavished on his pictures.
There’s a lot to see in the show; as well as book and record covers, there are etchings, tomographs (Patrick’s painted cut-out puppet thingies) and items from his studio. The event runs until April 18th at Falmouth Art Gallery.
Just finished this today, which is appropriate as there have been other moon-based shenanigans afoot (there was an eclipse in this part of the world this morning).
These are my good friends Eloise and Murphy going about their business, which in this case involves collecting skeins of moonlight, presumably to fashion into a stylish, yet practical, garment later on. Eloise recently packed her job in and has become a full time weaver – you can find out more here, or if you are visiting Widecombe-in-the-moor, pop into the National Trust shop where she has some wares on display.
Here are the relevant stages (or struggles, as I prefer to call them). First, the initial scribbly idea…
Then the rough with some colour added via Photoshop…
Next, the pen and ink drawing…
Then the undercoat, which was particularly fiddly on this one because of all the twiggy nonsense.
After this stage there was much toothbrush-flicking of watercolour, added colour pencil, paint taken off and put back on again, scanning in and fiddling about digitally to try things out so as not to make too much of a mess on the painting, more flicking of paint and general fixing of things. Business as usual, in fact. This one will probably undergo a bit more remedial work; normally I live with paintings for a while before releasing them into the wild, but there probably won’t be many lunar-centric stories in the news in the next week so this seemed an appropriate time.
The last few days have been filled with reminiscences of things past.
(Reminiscences? Think I might be on dodgy grammatical ground with that…)
Firstly I was reunited with author Geraldine McCaughrean for an event at my local literary festival. About seven years ago we were involved in the publication of Peter Pan in Scarlet and the subsequent picture-book version. We were spoilt rotten with launch parties, high profile appearances and TV interviews at the time. This weekend’s event was less celebrity-filled, but no less enjoyable; I hope our young audience were inspired to go and write/draw their own stories. Above is the cover of the novel. It was quite a hectic commission as there was little time and I also had to draw a number of illustrations for the inside. Brian Froud was doing the cover originally but he withdrew from the project due to artistic differences with the powers that be. His painting now hangs in the Todd-Jones’ residence (they have been mentioned in past blog entries) as Pan was modelled on a young David Todd-Jones. Google it.
Back in 2003 I worked on packaging design for the band Arena. The Contagion digi-pack is shown above along with a few of the pamphlet images. It was a staggering amount of work, but highly enjoyable. This week the band were rehearsing nearby in preparation for their upcoming 20th anniversary tour, so I popped over to have a listen. I was in a band with guitarist John Mitchell when we were nippers, in what feels like a previous life. John also has a solo album out called Lonely Robot which I believe he will be touring later in the year.
The approach to the rehearsal rooms…
And inside, slaving away at the coal-face of progressive rock perfection…
Lastly, sad news…
I was lucky to work on many of Sir Terry’s books and related paraphernalia (very often instigated by the lovely Bernard who is on the right of this pic). After I completed my first cover for him, The Amazing Maurice and his Educated Rodents, he very thoughtfully phoned and thanked me for my efforts, a gesture I appreciated immensely. A lovely chap whose imagination and humour will live on.
Bit of a spooky one this week.
This little creature came to me while I was observing a recently fallen beech tree. From one particular angle the branches seemed like frozen lightning bolts, suggesting great energy; a stark contrast to the fact that it was thoroughly rootless and deceased.
I suddenly imagined a slightly alarming figure amongst the twigs. I couldn’t get the image out of my head, so I made a picture. Better out than in, I say; the last thing you need is to be haunted by a dead beech tree.
We start with an extreme close up, as one of the joys of painting for me lies with the textures that seem to occur naturally in the very act of lobbing pigments at a bit of blank paper. Here you can get a better impression of that. To give a sense of scale, in real life her face is about the size of a fat bumblebee.
This Local Character came to me fully formed (more or less) on a Christmas walk out in the wilds of Dartmoor. I must admit I got into a pickle with the face as she looked a little too much like Bruce Spence from Mad Max 2, and even though there’s still a touch of the Brucies about her, I’m reasonably satisfied with her look of benign disdain. In my mind, she had much greener lips, but it looked ridiculous when I came to paint them so they had to be subdued somewhat. The only other deviation from my initial vision came when I stole her twiggy head piece from this awesome lady:
It’s been a difficult month work-wise.
Just when I thought the collected Crooked Imp was completed and ready for it’s Spring release, the publishers started having second thoughts about the cover. Unusually, I was quite happy with the one I’d already done, and was extremely reluctant to do another. I did try another approach, but nobody liked it much. Eventually I agreed to let a third party have a look at the original to see if we could wrestle it into an form everyone was happy with. Designer and comic artist Paul Duffield squeezed and shuffled things around until we had a result – meanwhile the title changed so I had to redraw that as well.
Here’s the original cover:
Then the abandoned second attempt (in rough form):
And now the unequivocally very, very, very final cover that will appear both here and in the States (unless it changes again):
Next up, the ongoing nightmare that is the Mythic Village Yearbook.
Last year I had the splendid idea (it wasn’t) to gather all my Local Character paintings and sketches into a wonderful book (it isn’t). The book was supposed to be out before Christmas last year (it wasn’t) and be a fair representation of my favourite things to paint (it isn’t). Five hundred copies finally turned up a week ago. In fairness, the cover and binding is great, and I like the dead hares endpapers, but then things go downhill. Most of the pictures have an alarming, eye-piercing green tint that can only be described as ultra-violent emerald (a pigment currently unavailable in Windsor and Newton watercolours) and certainly not present in the originals.
At this point I’m not sure what’s going to happen, but the books are certainly unsellable and I suspect we’ll be having a very expensive bonfire in the near future.
To finish on a positive note, here’s a sketch that I’m hoping to develop for my next Local Character painting, a guardian of Wattern Tor high up on the moors. On no account will there be any green in this picture whatsoever.
Warning: post contains tedious Photoshop-based conundrums. Skip to the last bit if allergic to digital dilemmas.
Conrad Mason’s Demon’s Watch books are being publishing by Scholastic in the U.S. (splendid news), but they found my first cover a little overly weaponised and requested an alternative version. Personally, I find happy trolls with blunderbusses cute and amusing, and I struggled to find a different approach. I read the book again and decided on a rather exciting scene that has witches and aquatic behemoths and our heroes in trouble, with no flintlocks or cutlasses in sight. This is the rough idea…
Unfortunately this was considered too frightening for the nippers, which left me in a quandary as I couldn’t think of anything else. Luckily, Conrad stepped in and suggested an idea (top of post) which thankfully did the trick.
When creating pictures digitally, it’s customary to build the elements up on layers, so things can be easily accessed and altered. Unfortunately this also gives the unsuspecting artist many more potential avenues to explore, resulting in a lot of procrastinating and scratching of beard. I can’t count the number of wasted hours altering the opacity of layers minutely or changing the tone subtly, then reverting back to the way it was, then looking at it the next day and inexplicably repeating the whole sorry, indecisive affair. I had a particularly bad case of layer-meddling on this one, which nearly resulted in me submitting this as an alternative:
I liked the simplicity and space, plus it looks better really small (the size you might see it on a website). I didn’t suggest it in the end, as it’s a bit too different from the other two covers and would be summarily rejected. This version happened by accident when I turned the other layers off – here is the opposite effect when the swooping figures are turned off:
Not quite as exciting, but with some fiery typography slapped in the middle it could make a decent enough cover. You see what I’m getting at? Sometimes there are too many options. Wait, maybe I should have done the background less blue…
This week I did an interview for an online magazine called Last Laugh, which features an eclectic mix of art and artists. Have a look through the previous issues as there’s a lot of interesting and inspiring stuff.
A rare book cover this week – part three of Conrad Mason’s Demon’s Watch series entitled the Hero’s Tomb. This will be released next March, along with the Tales of Fayt graphic novel (set in the same world) which I’m currently putting together.
A few weeks ago, a motley assortment of local folk descended on Rima and Tom’s field to help them film a video for their crowd-funded project, Hedgespoken. This involves turning a rather impressive 60’s Bedford truck into a home and mobile stage, like a real-life Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus.
Luckily, the suspension coped admirably with us jumping up and down on it for half an hour playing Russian folk tunes, but there’s still a lot of work to be done. You can view the finished video here, find out more about the project and maybe contribute to the magic (various rewards are on offer from the talented pair).
Earlier this week I found myself exploring the Roseland Peninsular down in Cornwall. I happened upon an interesting 13th century church, and did a sketch…
What’s particularly fascinating about this place is that it inhabits a sub-tropical microclimate; the ancient headstones are festooned in palms, making it (what I imagine) a pirate’s graveyard in the West Indies would look like…
Here’s another Local Character that’s been lurking in the sketchbook waiting to be finished. Here are the 3 stages of development, from scribble in sketchbook to pen and ink drawing. Once again, it was mostly painted with the ‘toothbrush and dab’ method and then lots of coloured pencil to make it look less of a muddy disgrace.
More about what Pod Girl gets up to here.
Layouts are very nearly complete for The Mythic Village Yearbook, I just need to print them out and check for mistakes. Here are a few pages so you get an idea of how it will look:
There are a few words on each spread to expand on the themes of the paintings, some mildly amusing, some verging on the profound (I’m not Paramahansa Yogananda so don’t expect too much) and of course a variety of sketches.
This month I will be putting together another book: Tales of Fayt – The Crippled Imp. Yesterday I was sent the previous excellent ‘Phoenix Presents’ editions, which are serving as a template.
The Crippled Imp appeared in the Phoenix Comic in episodes earlier this year, and now has to be slightly adjusted so it reads as one complete story (which means taking out title pages, ‘what happened last week’ panels, etc.). There’s also room for displaying some of the work that went into the pre-production – sketches, storyboards, models and the like. There will be a couple of bits of new artwork as well, and I need to do a cover; currently I’ve absolutely no idea what to do for that. I’m hoping someone will rescue me by suggesting something good.
A while back I completed a cover for a friend of mine, Stu Jenks. Stu is based in Tucson, Arizona and makes intriguing photographs (as well as playing a mean mandolin). He also writes – this is a magical Christmas story and you can find out more here.
This week I have been putting together my local character pictures with a view to releasing them as a book. I wanted to include some ‘behind the scenes’ sketches, but as I tend to burn most of them I’ve had to scribble some new ones.
It will be called The Mythic Village Yearbook, the idea being the images will unfold in the order of the seasons – when I was looking through the pictures it seemed that almost all of them could be assigned to specific times of the year.
Here’s the rather treacherous stile that leads up to the Black Prince’s path – the wooden bar and step has since been removed – the signpost is my own addition.
This is Ozwald the whippet, who features in one of the paintings:
The area around nearby Kestor Rock has an abundance of hut circles, stone rows and circles; a perfect loping ground for Warlock the Hunter:
Finally, a steampunk couple, rescued from an abandoned illustration project called Pictura – a sort of colouring-in book.