This week, [illustrator John] Hendrix displays some of his artwork for “A Boy Called Dickens” (written by Deborah Hopkinson; published by Schwartz & Wade, 32 pages, $17.99). The book has earned starred reviews…
Children don’t need to have read “David Copperfield” to be interested in the story about how the ragged 12-year-old Dickens had to work in a blacking factory while his parents were in debtors’ prison, Hendrix says.
There’s no escaping Dickens this year, it being the bicentenary of his birth. And along with Dickens come his illustrators: Cruikshank and Phiz, obviously, but a plethora of others including Richard Doyle, Edwin Landseer and John Tenniel. It’s impossible to detach the novels from the illustrations, not least because the author meant it like that. Only Great Expectations and Hard Times were produced without pictures. For the rest, Dickens kept an iron control over his illustrators… he gave them an outline of the plot before he wrote the text and he monitored the drawings to ensure that they matched precisely with his own conceptions.
“Charles Dickens provided a great lexicon of human experience and personality types for Norman Rockwell to explore,” notes Joyce K. Schiller, Ph.D, who curated the exhibition. “He also inspired the artist’s portrayal of Dickensian characters throughout his career. Norman Rockwell Museum is pleased to present this lively visual exploration in celebration of the anniversary of Dickens’ birth, on February 7, 1812.”
also in the meantime here’s a series of prints i did taking A Christmas Carol and giving it a nautical theme. these were done in watercolor with the only digital manipulation being done on the ghost of christmas future. enjoy
Opening a year-long celebration marking the bicentenary of Charles Dickens’s birth, a guide in words and pictures to some of the most vivid personalities in literature, from Miss Havisham to Mr Micawber, the Artful Dodger to Little Nell. Buy the Observer on Sunday to get a large wall-friendly version
“No, nor did he believe it even now. Though he looked the phantom through and through, and saw it standing before him; though he felt the chilling influence of its death-cold eyes; and marked the very texture of the folded kerchief bound about its head and chin, which wrapper he had not observed before: he was still incredulous, and fought against his senses.”