I don’t mean the real butterflies that have made a welcome
appearance in the spring sunshine, but those jittery, flittery ones inside me.
And what’s got me all in a tizz?
This.
It’s my first assignment for the Illustrating Children’s Books
course that I’m doing with the
London Art College. I had to do a double page illustration for the rhyme 'Row, row, row your boat'. I’m enjoying doing all the
exercises – and I’m sure I’ve learnt a lot already – but I’m sooo nervous about
showing my work to the tutor.
It’s
ridiculous! I know my artwork is far from perfect, that’s why I’m doing this
course. I want some professional feedback and advice on how to improve it.
There’s no logical reason for this swarm of butterflies, but here they are!
I can’t remember when I last felt like this.
Oh, yes, I can. It was the first time I plucked up the
courage to send a little children’s story to a publisher. I had nightmares
about them suing me for wasting their time. But that episode resulted in my
first publishing acceptance, and those butterflies of apprehension turned into
butterflies of excitement. Here’s hoping the same thing happens again.
What gets your butterflies fluttering?
