
“But then she clenched her jaw.
‘Not on my watch, buster!’ said Ol’ Mama Squirrel.
She scooped up her babies and went to raise the alarm.”
(Final spread from book — click to enlarge)
I’m not talking here about my
own do-over (though I often wish for those on the days when the coffee seems to brew slower than normal and it takes me a bit longer to acclimate to the day). I’m talking instead about author/illustrator and Caldecott Honor winner
David Ezra Stein — who, you may remember,
visited me with quiche in 2008. (May the heavens bless him for that quiche, even if it was cyber-only for me.) He’s here today to share early sketches from his latest picture book,
Ol’ Mama Squirrel (Nancy Paulsen Books/Penguin, March 2013), which
Publishers Weekly calls a “rousing and rowdy readaloud” and
Kirkus, an “effervescent tale [brimming] with humor and vibrant characterization.”
You’ll see many sketches here this morning, because it turns out that David, in his words, “did the art for the book over again to get to the way it is now. I redesigned the character and then redid the dummy and then redid the art!”
Whew.
This is the story of a mama squirrel, who “had raised many babies.” Ol’ Mama Squirrel knows that there’s “no shortage of creatures that would love to snack on a baby squirrel,” but she’s fierce and she’s not going to allow that to happen. “Chook, chook, chook,” she shrieks at approaching cats, dogs, owls, and such. She even extends her chook-chook-chooking to the least likely of predators — kites, airplanes, and the man who prunes the tree where she and her babes make their home. But when a bear approaches one day and scoffs at Ol’ Mama Squirrel’s attempts to fend off the danger he poses, well … I can’t give the whole story away, but suffice it to say that it takes a village, as they say. Read the rest of this entry �