I decided I’d post something fun. Here is another poem my mother would read to us when we were small, and we loved it! I can still hear her voice as she raised and lowered her voice to fit the parts. It was funny,but scary. And of course, I would read it to my children, with much enthusiasm. It’s the only way. You’ll see what I mean when you read it. So Enjoy and share this one. But remember…be good!
This is by James Whitcomb Riley:
To all the little children: — The happy ones; and sad ones;The sober and the silent ones; the boisterous and glad ones; The good ones — Yes, the good ones, too; and all the lovely bad ones.
James Whitcomb Riley
To wash the cups and saucers up and brush the crumbs away.
This illustration was designed originally for my children’s catholic elementary school when they were selling items for the school itself. That is why the little girl has a uniform on.
I always liked the quote and I love to read myself, so to illustrate this was rather easy for me.
I love to curl up with an enjoyable book and sit in a quiet corner and get lost in a good story.
But you don’t have to sit under a tree with apples either! You can sit on a couch wrapped in a snuggie, and have tea and crackers- it doesn’t matter!
A book can truly be a loyal friend, making your loneliness disappear, keeping you company and taking you places you never dreamed of. Enjoy! 🙂
When I was a little girl, my mom would read to my sister and I before bed and it was usually from A.A. Milne’s, “Winnie The Pooh” or “Now We Are Six”. I simply loved the stories and assorted poems. For me, Shepard’s simple black, ink drawings were perfect, and I couldn’t wait for my mother to turn each page to reveal the next one! I truly believe these drawings influenced the way I draw today.
Shepard seemed to draw children so simply, yet the form and actions of the children he drew were so life-like. Whether it’s Christopher Robin kicking up leaves in his high boots as he walks along with his nanny, marching to the pond with his fishing pole, skipping rope or just sitting up in his bed with the “sneezles”, it’s so innocent and real. He’s captured everything perfectly in a tiny black sketch, that I try to capture in an illustration that’s completely colored. Sometimes, it’s more perfect in it’s simpleness.
When I want to be inspired creatively, I sometimes just go through these books by Milne. I want to try to capture the same feeling I had when my mother read to me from these books long ago -a combination of innocence, playfulness and comfort.
The two, Milne and Shepard, were perfect together for these books and I’m sure they will be favorites for years to come.:)
Here is another page from the picture book I created titled “Charlotte and Friends Picnic ABC”. This is a rhyming abc book containing 3 friends packing a picnic basket for their special
outing. I plan on sending this out to another publisher again, soon. I just thought it would be interesting to show you.
This is Charlotte (rag doll), Gunther (goose), and Toby (Scottish Terrier) and this is for the letter “F”. I feel like Sesame Street! Hope you like it.:)
I love Laura Ingalls Wilder. When you read her series of books, you can’t help but feel like your part of her family growing up in and experiencing the pioneer days. All the inventions, the building of new towns, home cooked meals, and even going through the daily struggles, all seem so real. She remembers everything. When you read her words, they are so descriptive. You “feel” the wind and “smell” those prairie flowers and “see” that endless prairie sky.
I read this series not as a child, but later on, when the tv series came out. I guess I was more of a late teen. So, being curious about her stories, I bought the set and read every one. I was totally lost in them, and as I read , felt I was the camera person watching and filming her family experiences on the sidelines. I even bought a book about her biography, and can’t even fathom the fact she was the last one in her immediate family to pass away . She had to see each one of them die before her. How sad that must have been to someone who had such fond and vivid memories. I pray this doesn’t happen to me.
Because of Laura Ingalls Wilder, we now know of her family. The names, their personalities , their friends and even their homes and places they lived. They will always be alive now because of her, and that’s her legacy.
There is one part in her series that has always stayed with me, (besides the very sad part where Jack the dog,dies), and that’s where Laura asks about “Auld Lang Syne” after Pa plays it on the fiddle:
“When the fiddle had stopped playing, Laura called out softly, “What are the days of auld lang syne, Pa?”
“They are the days of a long time ago, Laura.” Pa said. “Go to sleep, now.”
But Laura lay awake a little while, listening to Pa’s fiddle softly playing and to the lonely sound of the wind in the Big Woods…
She was glad that the cozy house, and Pa and Ma and the firelight and the music, were now. They could not be forgotten, she thought, because now is now. It can never be a long time ago.”
“Now is now. It can never be a long time ago.” This quote haunts me and I can’t seem to get it out of my mind. It seems so sad to me because I feel, or have felt, the same way. Happy times I remember experiencing from my past that I never wanted to end, that’s when I have thought this. But these times do become “days of long ago”, and that’s the sad part. My parents have passed away almost 20 years now, graduations and birthdays have come and gone, and through it all, I kept thinking that these times could never be a long time ago, but they are. It does often make me sad.
I guess the lesson here is to be happy in, and live the most of each day you are given, “now”.
Then we won’t really regret the “long time ago” part.
Thank you Laura for teaching us so much! 🙂 Cheryl
p.s. I will definitely be illustrating a picture of this quote, you can bet on it.
Here is a pic of a silhouette I had done for my sister-in-law for Christmas. It looks kind of peaceful, doesn’t it. i told my sister-in-law you could look at it as a vintage picture, a woman reading a book in her long dress (looking out the window) or it could be a picture of me with my hair up and a “snuggie” on! 🙂