Illustration Friday - Broken
I haven't participated in Illustration Friday for some weeks now so time to put that right.
The topic this week is 'Broken'. I was tidying up a drawer and flicked through one of the sketch books and happened upon a little ink doodle from last year and decided that the subject would suit this topic and so I spent half an hour creating this ink doodle based upon it.
It's that childhood moment when you find out that thing that means that Christmas will never be the same again, when that little bit of magic gets broken and something of childhood is lost for ever.
The Technical Bit.
Fountain Pen on Cartridge Paper.
Ah yes... I remember the feeling. Great take on the theme. I love your style.
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Posted by: The Unknown | October 29, 2005 at 06:50 PM
It's funny...My students were talking about this very topic yesterday. It's sad when you lose that little bit of magic. The trick is to find some new magic to replace it! Your drawing captures the feeling of disillusionment very well with the child's back turned to us, holding her teddy so forlornly. The diagonal strokes almost give the feeling of rain...making it seems oh so sad... Lovely work, as always. Your talent is a true gift!
Posted by: carla | October 29, 2005 at 06:56 PM
Wait, what little thing about Christmas? That is a great illo--I wish I had the skills to do something like that. Great job!
Posted by: Tony | October 29, 2005 at 11:28 PM
I remember that moment... then took the magic and wove more of it for my younger sisters :) Welcome back - missed your work, particularly your ink drawings. Your play with shadows makes this one especially good :)
Posted by: Anonymous | October 30, 2005 at 12:39 AM
That teddy knows a secret - its still smiling and he's the only one in the light!
Love the textures you create with just a pen.
Posted by: Caroline | October 30, 2005 at 09:11 AM
great work
Posted by: corrine | October 30, 2005 at 03:50 PM
Oh Charlie, I'll never forget that night. It was as if the world as I knew it had ended. As hard as I tried after that night, I could never approach that holiday in the same way. It was, as you say, magic. This is a touching illustration.
Posted by: Ginger*:) | October 30, 2005 at 08:47 PM
What a sad moment in your illo. I must have been different because When i found out i thought I had a big secret and couldn't wait to tell the kids at school. You can imagine what that di to some kids.
Posted by: Toni | October 31, 2005 at 01:09 AM
Beautiful Illustration! I love the mood of the drawing and the fact that you captured it with the simplicity of lines and ink! -Wow!
Posted by: Wilnara | October 31, 2005 at 01:42 AM
I remember that well! Great idea. Well done.
Posted by: Holly | October 31, 2005 at 02:45 AM
This is a wonderful loose style, and I really like the concept too!
Posted by: confessart | October 31, 2005 at 09:39 PM
Thanks all for the kind comments.
Carla, very true but I think that moment is the first on to the slippery slide of the reality of the world. I remember that day as if it was yesterday..I was 32 at the time and peeping out of the window trying to catch site of Rudolph....
Toni, hmm yes it was a kid just like you that shattered my world!! I wonder if anyone ever found that kid in the concrete of the building foundations...
Posted by: Charlie | November 01, 2005 at 11:18 PM
Beautiful. I like the idea behind it, and you've created a mood in this drawing that really fits the topic.
Posted by: wynlen | November 02, 2005 at 12:50 PM
Wonderful works I am artist too, I am sending my work to Japan , O would like to exchange ideas about art.
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Posted by: MARIA JOSE CABAS | February 05, 2006 at 04:18 PM
WONDERFUL WORK !!
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Posted by: maria jose cabas van leewnden | February 05, 2006 at 04:22 PM
I am architect decorator ,living in Bs as Argentina, love makes artist works ,please I would like exchange works with others artist .
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Posted by: maria jose cabas van leewnden | February 05, 2006 at 04:24 PM
Well,thankfully for me,it didn't come hard and fast.I just grew up,and I never had that one moment where that little innocence was broken,but if I did,it didn't come in Christmas secret form.
Once,I was just speaking with my Mom(i was 10 or something probably),we were talking about Christmas,and she told me THE secret of christmas,I just froze for a second,then nothing.I didn't feel loss,or pain,or anything.It was like that answer was in my subsconscious all along.I never thought about it,but I somehow knew.
Posted by: Luis | September 09, 2008 at 07:37 PM