I often wonder why so many people are desperate to get into children’s publishing. And, while I’m sure the reasons for it are varied, one of the things I love most about being able to draw (and it ending up in picture books) is that I end up feeling quite useful – and feeling useful to another human being feels good.
If a pencil could talk, what would it say to you? Nothing, I suspect, if you don’t use it.
Are there any set of words that one human can say to another that have a more profound effect than these?
Social media is a siren’s song – of scale, of connection, of ‘monetisation’, of a valuable way to spend time. Might there be a better way?
No one expects me to run a marathon if I can’t even run 5km but when it comes to art, do we also need to build muscle?
Should picture book making feel like work? Or should it feel like some utopia where someone pays me for ‘art’?
