Friday, September 19, 2008

LUCIE walks up the magical hill up up up away from Littletown

Further environment development work for the Tiggy Winkle story by Beatrice Potter. In this image Lucy has just started off on her jurney up the magical hill above Littletown , at the top of which Tiggy Winkle herself the hedgehog washerwoman lives. Next I am going to start developing what the characters in the story look like and what their houses look like. And I will do more pieces like these for the rest of Lucys jurney.


The story is set in Couillure a small french village in France, during the Edwardian era. Above is the first batch of sketches for the Lucie the main character. I have not given her a last name yet. She is probably going to change considerably as I need her to fit a specific mold thats sitting in my head, and she needs to look french and she needs to mold well with the other characters.
I researched alot of french childrens costume from the edwardian era. I found some national costumes in the brittany area. They wore these pretty little lace hat things I'm going to try to encorperate into the Ms. Tiggy Winkle character.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

2 Kayak trip to Georgian Bay-Mc Coy island



I went camping again on the long weekend. We were lucky to have beautiful warm weather all day, and some wind to ward off the mosquitoes at night. Georgian Bay is absolutely beatiful. It is a vast stretch of water spotted by little rock islands that resemble giant whales rising out of the depths with all kinds of little fungus and trees growing on their backs. The water is gorgeous, because there is no sea weed, and the bottom of the whole lake is just large slabs of rock that glimmer if the water is shallow enough in all kinds of beautiful colours. When the sun sets, since the water is so clear and thus its reflection of the sky so accurate the horizon line dissapears and the little islands look like they are suspended in mid air. I found that when I swam out from the island into open water, I also felt like I was suspended in mid air, between the water and the sky.
Above I posted the pictures I made time to draw while I was there. The little slabs of rock in the pastel picture are the little spotted islands.