Mermaid Waves

UnsolveD MysterY

The lovely thing about mystery is that unsolved ones keep wandering around in your brain.

  

In 2006, I received my first piece of fan mail...from a man who saw an illustration of mine at a New York Children's Book conference gallery.  He wrote me, asking about purchase of a print, saying that piece had a tremendous effect on him, for reasons he may disclose to me one day. Here is part of the painting, from a story I was writing.

I sent him the print, along with what inspired me during the painting of it.  He never received it, so I sent another.  That one arrived fine.

He went on to tell me that he owned a kayak shop in  New Jersey, and was about to embark on a 14 day trip paddling the waters around Greece.  That's the last I ever heard from him. I often picture him in paddling the crystal blue Aegean Sea, tanned and laughing, wet with golden glints of ocean spray. And I wonder what it was that he connected with so strongly in the art of a little girl looking wistfully to the sky.  I also wonder who got the lost package of art and inspiration.  And if that had a synchronicity in their life.

Ultimately, I like not knowing...wondering and wandering are just fine with me.

working on: relaxing!  Just finished illustrating Dance Y'all Dance, a picture book due out in Fall '09.  Off to Florida Keys to see the sis, play in the ocean....

BIG bear's BIRTHday

Just received my advanced issue of LadyBug Magazine, May/June ‘09, wherein I have a spread of illustrations for a story, “Big Bear and Skinny Rabbit” by Kathleen Stevens.  An amusing tale about a birthday gift Rabbit gives Bear--a hammock.  Bear is thrilled and grateful, then proceeds to figure out more and better ways to enhance the hammock experience. Rabbit happily obliges again,

and again,

and again...

until it finally dawns on Bear that one thing is still missing....

On the writing side of things, I just won 2nd Place in a writing contest for a short story--“Remembering Basha” ...a coming-of-age tale about a Polish girl and her relationship to her doll.  My mom went through her albums and coincidentally found a photo of said doll and Polish girl:

You can read more about the contest, and find “Remembering Basha” in a sidebar link here: http://www.dailyherald.com/story/?id=286926&src=1

Currently working on: paintings for “Dance Y’all Dance” picturebook wherein everyone dances, go figure!

Groundhog Day and Cowboys

      Remember the movie with Bill Murray and Andie MacDowell where each day repeats the exact events from the day before? Groundhog Day. That’s how my illustrating life has been the past month or so.  Squeezed by a tight deadline, I basically painted non-stop for 30+ days to finish a 24-page picture book.  Paint, sleep, paint, sleep...at the end I was wild eyed and mumbling, my fingernails yellowed and grown to enormous lengths.  Ironically, Groundhog’s day fell somewhere in there.  The only shadows I saw were my own, slogging off to bed at 3 a.m.   
      Here’s a character from that picture book about a dog and his boy.  Visual inspiration courtesy of a friends’ pup...the puppy they got after they said they would never get another dog.  The pup had different ideas...

      Started layouts for a picture book called Dance Y’all Dance, a lighthearted story about a raucous family-friendly Texas dance hall in the 1930’s, Kelly Bennett-author, Bright Sky Press-publisher.  Goin’ through my pics and imagination for raucous, family-friendly  dancin’ cowboys and cowgirls....be careful, I might just put a stetson on you!  Here’s the cover, which had to be done prior to the innards (I’m already talkin’ cowboy!), for promo purposes...   Yeehaw!

currently drawing:  Dance Y’all Dance layouts
currently writing:  2 short stories for inclusion in a themed anthology

o christmas tree

I still have my Christmas tree up.  Not laziness on my part...all my other decorations are put away for another year.  But this year's Christmas tree, still green and holding its needles, is one I've become very attached to.  It's the kind I remember from my childhood, a single balsam.  This spindly variety has nearly disappeared from the lots nowadays, in favor of the uniformly shaped double balsam and the "more is better" theory.
    When I was a child, on the day before Christmas Eve my father would find the bargain tree, the one picked over, the sorriest tree on the lot. Then full of Christmas spirits, he'd haul the balding, misshapen evergreen on to a Chicago city bus where it invariably became a group effort to get him and the tree on and off the bus.  Transformed in ornaments and tinsel finery, we'd pay homage to Christmas with my brothers and sisters singing "Dzisiaj w Betlejem,"  hands folded in reverence.

With my own family, we shop for the tree on my son's birthday, have candy cane silk chocolate pie at Bakers Square, then head back home to sing "o christmas tree" to the tree. Not quite an instant replay of my youth, it is our tradition...part old, part new.

The tree and me, we have an unspoken bargain.  I'll keep feeding it,  and it'll shine its best for me...even long after it's gone.

currently working  on: illustrating 2 picture books. 
One for Hooked on Phonics, and
“Dance Y’all, Dance” Bright Sky Press, Fall 2009

a sneak peek...

    Remember the time you waited until no one was around, crawled under the Christmas tree, peeled back the corner wrapping of your present and took a peek?  This is going to be something like that.

    Except that this time my agent Nicole (www.tugeau2.com) is fully aware and gives a wink and a nod.  I was asked to paint the image for this year’s agency holiday card.  Knowing I wanted to show a variety of animals and convey the hope and magic of the season, I sketched and rendered the following illustration.

 

    The next challenge was to produce spot art for the back of the card that played off the main illustration.  This is an entertaining part in creating narrative illustration...to give visual hints as to what may happen next. In this case, the subplot is easy to catch.  A gift is given, it is received...and the mouse soars.

    So if you receive one of these holiday cards in the mail, just act surprised. How did we know ... it’s what you’ve always wanted!

    currently painting: 6 illustrations for May/June 09 Ladybug Magazine
    currently writing: short stories and poetry for a themed anthology

Happy Holidays!

Terri Murphy
www.terrimurphyart.com

sPaCeS and pLaCeS

    Thought I’d give a tour of my favorite spaces and places for creating.  Starts out with my studio, a.k.a. “the cocoon,”...
...an organized chaos of inspiration, art samples, books, music, found treasures, and toys,... especially these squishy lizards toy designer Liz Dubois gave me.  When stretched, twisted and twirled, they help make my fuzzy caterpillar brain turn into butterflies.

    Studio B (for basement) is a cleared out corner with curtained walls.  Purely for play and experimentation. Currently working in oils, I’m doing a copy painting by one of my mentor artists, Claude Langevin, a Canadian painter in the tradition of The Group of Seven.  He has great color sense and simplicity of vision.

    As an artist and a writer, it’s tempting to spin another cocoon for the writing portion and just plop in front of a computer.  So I go out.  Favorite places to write are coffee shops, libraries, bookstores, and this place....I couldn’t believe it when I first saw it....
...a vintage resale and coffee shop!!  My two favorite things, housed together, brought a tear to my eye as I drove past it...squealed a u-turn, pulled over...walked in...the Stones “Sympathy for the Devil” was playing.  I said “I could live here!”  Georgia, owner and kindred spirit, said, “So could I.” A great place to write, research, eavesdrop, visit ancient resident ghosts, have a cappuccino,...complete with Georgia’s lovely mother who rocks in the sun and reads. She speaks only Greek yet somehow, everyone understands.

    Lastly, the great outdoors, kept alive in a sketchbook.  Variety abounds, always surrounds, always there, waiting to be noticed....like fuzzy caterpillars into butterflies.

currently painting: b & w children’s art, a promo Christmas card
currently writing:  a humorous short story “The Snowy Mammoth,” & poetry

SEEN THE LIGHTning...

    Sent out some illustration promos this week....to a smattering of children’s publishers that I’ve worked with or that I want to work with.  Was going to send out a flyer...but then I thought it might end up in a dreary file cabinet somewhere.  So I went with a 3-pack postcard promo.  Maybe they’ll get tacked up on a wall somewhere for easy future access.  That’s the hope anyway.

The picture book dummy/story about kid ghouls and a thundercloud is circulating to a few publishers too.  We are HUGE thunderstorm fanatics at this house.  Waiting for nature’s show, we’ll shut off all the lights and stare out the windows in anticipation, pets included. One year I found out just how many kids and animals can fit and follow in my shadow when a thunderbolt exploded the tree in front of us.

    Here is an essay my younger son wrote in 1st grade.  Such a innocent understanding...to think that thunderstorms crack the sky.  Maybe they do...  It was the inspiration for the picture book story I just sent out, though it would be years of rewrites before the ghouls arrived on the scene. When a story keeps knocking at the back of your head like that, when it won’t stay shut in a drawer, when characters come in and take over, you simply have to write it and then get out of its way...

Welcome to the Waves...

Happy Independence Day, America!

And in that independent spirit, I free myself from the fear of blogging.  I was sure I’d never do it, never post publicly as I still have nervous quirks and tics from the post-traumatic invasion disorder the time my parents broke into my diary for evidence of some kind.  Call me a pack rat or just sentimental...as I’ve saved my diaries from when I was ages 12 through 16, locks scuffed and nicked from bent hairpins.  I was going to transcribe some pages, but after reading and refreshing my memory a bit, I think my parents were on to something. 

So put your hairpins down and in future blogs I’ll share a behind the scenes look at illustrating for children, some step-by-step progressions, and unabashedly reveal a few creative attempts that went from table to trashcan.  I’ll present my favorite children’s authors and illustrators, try out new creative techniques, and share the journey to get my first trade picture book published in both words and art, a long and winding road I continue to trek.

Here are a couple of character sketches from the story I
created that is currently making the rounds with
publishers...about ghouls and an approaching storm cloud.
It was only after I drew the entire scene that I realized
Velma the Vampire and my son have an eerily similar look
to them, captured in this photo when he was 6 pretending
to be a dinosaur hatchling. Funny what lurks and hovers in
the recesses of our minds!

“Mermaid Waves”  I titled this blog after a lyric I once heard in a siren song of the sea.  I like the double meaning of waves...so I absconded with the 2 words and claimed them for myself, which is perfectly acceptable according the the muse handbook....

Welcome, and I hope you visit often.

Terri Murphy
www.terrimurphyart.com