I'm Going To Get It Right This Time

In a move that was either clever or crazy, I had the drawings for my current project critiqued at the same time as the manuscript. I might be a bigger glutton for punishment than I thought.

The art director took one look at my dummy, and based on some of the other images in my portfolio, decided I should go in a totally different direction for this book. I actually didn’t get too upset about the idea; in my gut I had the nagging feeling she was right. Even if her being right meant I had to start aaaaaall over from scraaaaaaaaaaaatch.

I spent weeks working away with all kinds of new enthusiasm, much happier with my new possum drawings. Then, when the roughs for my new dummy were nearly finished, I saw this:




C’mon, that doesn’t look like a possum to you? Actually, I was sitting across the table, so I saw the upside-down image of this in the knotty pine. A lightbulb just blinked on in my head. I went to my sketchpad before I could forget about it, and scribbled my favorite sketches so far. Even the rest of the family unanimously voted the new sketches were way better than the old ones.

So here I go again. Starting all over.

Third time’s a charm, right?