Last December I started working in the Art Department, it's been a heck of a switch. Sometimes I feel like I'm going a bit backwards, removing myself from all things digital and returning to print media seems weird. But I've enjoyed learning (re-learning) what it takes to make a tangible object—but boy does it take a long time to produce a book! Even though I've been working since January I've only had one book come out in stores so far. As you can imagine it was a rather happy occasion:
|Humid day, lay off the hair jokes.|
That's me at the Barnes and Nobel in Mid-town with my first cover, Secret Circle: The Divide. I got thrown into this photo shoot the first week of work, and quickly got used to the craft services table. Not to mention the best (and nicest) photographer around. Plus models, make up artists, wardrobe fittings...print rules!
Since that photo shoot I've continued to work with amazing photographers, illustrators, handletterers (that's a term, right?) digital retouchers, art directors, creative directors, models—did I mention the authors?! Don't believe it, check out the pen names on the following (still unavailable, but ya'll should grab 'em this fall!) sweet projects:
|Oh you read that correctly friend, NEIL GAIMAN.|
|Iacapo Bruno and Lauren Oliver?! I mean give me a break...beautiful illustration, amazing story.|
|I can't get over this series, I'm so jealous I'm not a 12 year old boy.|
And of course the series all of you already pre-ordered on your favorite indie book seller internets:
So that's what I've been up to for the past few months. It's been a challenge, naturally. But there's something about the control and say I have in these projects I really enjoy. It's a bit overwhelming—I'm still on a learning curve. I'm not 100% sure this is the total fit, but I just got next season's list and it's just too good to be true:
Ramona Quimby reprints—Beverly Cleary.
If you would have told me this when I was 8 years old reading Ribsy in the back of my mom's powdered blue Chevy Nova without A/C in the parking lot of Michigan's Goff's grocery store (I truly remember this moment) I would have called you liar and pushed up my glasses in contempt. The first book I remember truly loving was The Giving Tree but people read me that book. I could read Ralph S. Mouse and Henry Huggins on my own and it was glorious...
I mean really.
If you want to check out more covers I'm on Behanced.