I was supposed to be working on The Panda’s Child, but somehow couldn’t settle. And then a new story crashed through. Well, not entirely crashed. It worked its way into heart and mind and wouldn’t let go. And I wrote it, to quieten its voice in my mind, but then over a few weeks, reworked it. And still it wouldn’t leave me in peace, until all the roughs were done and there was no room in my mind for pandas because it was full with hares.
So, working on a dummy book, text and sample images for Frankfurt and I still have no contract for this and this is the most work I have ever done on a book with no contract and I still feel restless but have finally settled to paint.
This spread comes about half way through the story and the composition is pulled very much from a painting that has haunted me for years, a sketch in colour by Kokoschka.