I’ve been working in my sketchbooks a lot lately. After making coffee, I sit down and write whatever ideas pop into my head. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about the type of book I’d like to do next. I have a lot of ideas but it isn’t until I start sketching and loosely painting in gouache that characters form and I begin to go a different direction. I think scribbling concepts, bits of dialogue and notes lays the groundwork but the illustrations always seem to guide where I want to go. Trying not to put pressure on myself…writing takes time—and even though some ideas sound fun, if they don’t flow, it’s time to shelve for now and switch gears.
Playing around...
Sometimes I just break out the watercolors and color pencils and just go to town. It's a nice start to the day to be creative without any guidelines or restrictions. This was from this morning.
