Tuesday 3 May 2011

the boy who cried wolves and that.



With each of these illustrations, I started by drawing them out in pencil first, and then go over them with pen. At this point I scan them into photoshop and play with the contrast to make the blacks really stand out from the white.


Then I add colour, I try to stick to about 3 or 4 bold colours and add shading. I was happy with these images but because I always intended to screen print them, I wanted to do something a little bit different. Below on the final three I added the same halftone pattern that I had experimented with earlier on my NotRobotsRobots pieces. To accompany my screen prints I also wrote some short moral stories based on the original Aesop's fables that my pieces are about. I screen printed the stories onto the backs of my images and also made each one its own hand drawn typographic title.
After a heated game of badminton with Badger, Lamb was very hot and exhausted. ‘Why don’t you take off your jumper?’ Badger said to him, whilst chortling to himself. Lamb often questioned why he was friends with him. Lamb decided to get a drink from the stream, leaving Badger to work on his serve. Whildt drinking, Lamb was approached by a hungry wolf. Wolf wanted to eat Lamb but felt as though he need a valid reason to do so. Wolf asked Lamb, ‘Why were you so mean to me a year ago?’, to which Lamb replied, ‘ But I am only 6 months old, it couldn’t possibly have been me’. Then wolf asked ‘Why are you dirtying the stream I am drinking from?’, ‘But I am downstream of you’ Lamb rebuttled. ‘Why didn’t you invite me to watch Inception with you at the cinema?’, ‘Because, there was four of us going, and we were doing orange wednesday’ Lamb replied with a sigh. Then suddenly Wolf wolfed down Lamb. The moral of this story is; Dictators never justify their actions, and nobody likes a smart arse.
Crow loved cheese, she would fly all over the country sampling the finest fromage on offer and would visit all the cheese related events. Second to her love for cheese was her passion for singing. She loved to sing in public and performing to friends and family was one of her favourite past times. Unfortunatly Crow had a terrible singing voice but her friends and family were too nice to say anything and also feared her cheese fuelled temper tantrums. One day, Crow was enjoying a nice chunk of Cathedral City Cheddar that she got on offer at Tesco, two for one, when all of a sudden a sly fox approached her. Fox asked, ‘Hello crow, I hear you have a lovely singing voice, could you please sing for me?’. Crow’s first thought was, ‘Holy Crap a talking fox!’ but then, overcome with flattery, started to belt out her best rendition of ‘I will always love you’ by Canadian superstar Celine Dion. Crow dropped the cheese, which was promptly gobbled up by fox, although it was little compensation for his perforated ear drums. The moral of the story is. Don’t sing with your mouth full, you vain twat.
Jeremy loved to lie, every day he would tell a lie to someone for his own amusement. In the beginning he would tell very small lies, if someone asked him his name, he would say it was Jennifer, and he was very confused. If someone asked him his age he would say he was 35, but he had a congenital growth-hormone condition much like that of 1980’s child
superstar Gary Coleman. Jeremy was 8 years old. One day, whilst arranging his potatoes that looked like politicians collection, Jeremy banged his head on the corner of the
table and started to cry. When his mother knocked on the door to see if he was okay, Jeremy said that he was crying wolves and they were eating Ed Miliband. His mother didn’t beleive him and Jeremy lost the jewel in his crown.
The moral of this story is, even if liars tell the truth, nobody believes them.

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