{"id":2475,"date":"2012-12-05T16:59:15","date_gmt":"2012-12-05T22:59:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=2475"},"modified":"2012-12-09T08:58:44","modified_gmt":"2012-12-09T14:58:44","slug":"on-being-snowed-in-with-amy-hest-helen-oxenbury-carin-berger-eileen-spinelli-and-marjorie-priceman","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=2475","title":{"rendered":"On Being Snowed In (with Amy Hest, Helen Oxenbury, Carin Berger, Eileen Spinelli, and Marjorie Priceman)"},"content":{"rendered":"


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Illustration from Amy Hest’s<\/a><\/strong> <\/em>Charley’s First Night<\/a><\/strong>,
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Early sketches from Carin Berger’s<\/a><\/strong> <\/em>A Perfect Day<\/a><\/strong>
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“On Saturday, the icicle on General Toby’s nose reached down to the dimple on his chin. Ice glazed alleyways. Spoken words became puffballs in the frigid air. Page one of the <\/em>Toby Mills Crier read: COLD SNAP! The Sullivan Sisters served steamy soup and bubbling stew at the Sullivan Diner. In between customers, they knitted mittens as big as flapjacks for all the kids in Toby Mills. Mrs. Moffat—the church soloist—
gargled with salt water every hour to avoid getting a sore throat.”
— From Eileen Spinelli’s<\/a><\/strong> <\/em>Cold Snap<\/a><\/strong>, illustrated by Marjorie Priceman<\/a><\/strong><\/em>
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It might be near seventy degrees here in middle Tennessee (I wish I were making that up) here on the fifth day of December, but that doesn’t stop me from enjoying—and maybe living vicariously through—good, new picture books that are snowy in nature. I’ve got three today, an image from each posted above with more images and final art below, as well as some sketches from Carin Berger<\/a><\/strong>. (Below and to the left is a Helen-Oxenbury puppy from Charley’s First Night<\/a><\/strong><\/em>.)<\/p>\n

Last week at the Kirkus<\/em> Book Blog Network, I wrote about Eileen Spinelli’s<\/a><\/strong> newest picture book, Cold Snap<\/a><\/strong><\/em>, illustrated by Marjorie Priceman<\/a><\/strong> (Knopf, October). That link is here<\/a><\/strong>, if you’d like to read all about the book. <\/p>\n

I’ve also got here today some sketches and final art from Carin Berger’s<\/a><\/strong> A Perfect Day<\/a><\/strong><\/em>, released by Greenwillow in November. This is the story of a day of unbridled joy, as a group of children revel in new-fallen snow: “The whole world was white.” Berger enchants with her collage art, creating her illustrations atop graph paper, what look like old letters, and other lined paper; in the New York Times<\/em> (here<\/a><\/strong>, where she also writes about Cold Snap<\/em>), Susan Dominus wrote (and I love this), “Berger creates the backgrounds of her collages using faded old receipts and other ephemera. Children may not even notice the ghostly scrawlings, but for adults they serve as a reminder of the contrast between the concerns of grown-ups (bills, balances, investments) and those of the Finns and Sophies who populate this snowy world.”<\/em> Berger captures the specific joys of a day of snow play—snow forts, “a wild flurry of snowballs,” sledding, snow angels, going home to “warm hugs and dry clothes and steaming hot chocolate”—with warmth. As mentioned, Carin shares some early sketches and final art below. <\/p>\n

And I’ll start below with some illustrations from Amy Hest’s<\/a><\/strong> Charley’s First Night<\/a><\/strong><\/em>, illustrated by Helen Oxenbury<\/a><\/strong> (Candlewick, October), a story which captures—from the point-of-view of a young child—both the joys and apprehensions of having a new pet and anticipating how it will acclimate to a new home. A gentle story with an immediate and authentic voice, it’s matched by Oxenbury’s satiny, soft-focus artwork, each illustration captured in a border, showing restraint and subtlety.<\/p>\n

You can see art from each book below. Enjoy. <\/p>\n


 

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“My mother (Mrs. Korn) and my father (Mr. Korn) were pretty clear about who would be in charge of walking Charley. (<\/em>I would be in charge of walking Charley, they said, and I couldn’t wait to walk Charley every day forever.) There were pretty clear about who would be in charge of feeding Charley. (<\/em>I would be in charge of feeding Charley, they said, and I couldn’t wait to feed Charley every day forever.)”<\/em>
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Cover sketch for <\/em>A Perfect Day<\/center><\/p>\n

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Loose cover figures<\/em>
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Stencils<\/em>
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Stencil with paint<\/em>
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Final spreads from book<\/em>
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“Franky Tornetta whooshed down T-Bone Hill—<\/em>whomp!—right into Stix Hartman’s snowman. Millie twirled Chip round and round until they both toppled into a snowbank.”<\/em>
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“By nightfall, the kids of Toby Mills were dragging. And wet. And shivering. And so they trooped home—boots crunching on snowy streets—
ready for hot chocolate and flannel pajamas.”<\/em>
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“On Wednesday, the temperature plunged even lower, and so did General Toby’s icicle. A bitter wind nipped at noses. Tipped trash cans. Flipped Chip off the creaky schoolyard swing. Franky Tornetta stopped whining about
his itchy woolen socks and put on three pairs.”<\/em>
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“‘Winter surprise?’ groaned Miss Dove. ‘I was planning to cuddle in bed with a book.’ ‘Winter surprise?’ snorted Mr. Moffat. ‘I have a surprise for the mayor. By seven p.m., we’ll all be Popsicles.’ ‘Now, now,’ said Mrs. Moffat. ‘We ought to go. It’s our civic duty.’ And so they went—the citizens of Toby Mills—to T-Bone Hill. The sky was dark and clear. The moon was silver as sleet. But look! There, on the hilltop …”<\/em>
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CHARLEY’S FIRST NIGHT. Copyright \u00a9 2012 by Amy Hest. Illustrations copyright \u00a9 2012 by Helen Oxenbury. Spreads reproduced by permission of the publisher, Candlewick Press, Somerville, MA.<\/em><\/p>\n

A PERFECT DAY. Copyright \u00a9 2012 by Carin Berger. Published by Greenwillow Books, an imprint of HarperCollins, New York. Sketches and illustrations reproduced with permission of Carin Berger.<\/em><\/p>\n

COLD SNAP. Copyright \u00a9 2012 by Eileen Spinelli. Illustrations copyright \u00a9 2012 by Marjorie Priceman. Spreads reproduced by permission of the publisher, Alfred A. Knopf, New York.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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