| Sometimes I get very specific directions for what image the art director is looking for. Other times the directions are, well, a little weird to say the least. Here is an example of one of the weirder ones, and the interpretation I came up with. I was told the writer I illustrated this for was very pleased. |
Greetings Jenny...
This is a poem about heart transplants. I'd like this to be in soft, muted
colors, a earthy, pastel feel to it, old world, with a nod to
turn-of-the-century cotton pickers, though perhaps it'd be best if the
pickers are of indeterminable origins:
A human heart growing as a flower, on a stem, hand reaching to harvest the
heart. The edge of the harvester's bag shows that it is loaded with human
hearts.
In the distance the abstract forms of other pickers are hunched at their
work among rows of plants.
The foreground shows a cutaway of the earth, the root of the plant is also a
human heart. Include the other heart-roots from the rows if feasible. |
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