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Lynnie
- San Francisco CA
- Last Record: 2013-05-07 18:54:02 -1000
- Joined: Jun 10, 2011
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These are my Tiny Stories V.2 selections thus far. I know there's so many unread stories floating around so, I hope to update this album as stories slowly surface.
Enjoy!
xo
lynnie
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I do not fear the monsters under my bed. The monsters I fear, are in my head.
---- I would really like to have a different illustration for this...anyb... |
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This is the first thing that popped into my head to Illustrate for janetfelts's wonderful Tiny Story.
I guess it's a drawer and not a "corner" but it still works, right?
Process: Watercolor and colored pencils illustration on clayboard, details scratched out with scratchboard tools, scanned in, made some digital touch-ups and then added the text.
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Let's share our scar stories with each other. |
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Original by joellen: Let's share our scar stories with each other.
Suggestion: Let's share our scars with each other. ... |
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An illustration for aimeecanto's tiny story 'Silence!'
'He wanted to scream to the world how much he loved her, but they were at the library, so he whispered.'
The way I pictured it with them hiding behind a book and being surrounded by books, I figured that it may as well be in a Library of Tiny Stories.
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(This was inspired by Kavonne's clever image remix "Impossible Love." Resourced at the bottom.) I ask of you now |
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"4 more?"
Pen, Ink & marker illustration on clay-board, then scratch-board techniques to carve out detail, scanned in and digitally finished.
Question: Do you think this would be stronger if I had 1 or 2 balloons floating away in the background, plus 1 or 2 strings and popped pieces on the ground? Thoughts?
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I waded in the pool of truth And then decided to lie. |
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it's raining ink, i think. |
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it's time you saw the real me, the one that's not so flowery. |
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I thought this might make a really great chorus to a song, or else a tiny story.
(I picture it repeated with long gaps between lines, so the meaning changes each time more is added to the phrase — starting negative, moving to ambivalent, getting nearly nihilistic, but then ending with the hint of redemption. (e.g. "I'm tired." I'm tired of being tired." I'm tired of being tired of being tired." "I'm tired of being tired of being tired of being."))
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Since she couldn't afford to go abroad she grew her own jungle to explore instead. |
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I regret to inform you that our opinions differ. Please accept this basket of stale bread, fruit cake, and a hand knitted oversized vomit-green sweater with a cat on it. |
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Bigfoot is still trying to find us. |
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Your kisses are snowflakes: |
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While others planted seeds and grew flowers, she planted stars and grew galaxies. |
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I danced. I hesitated. I saw... I came!
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In the summer of 2000 I was pregnant with my now 11 year old son. I had no car and I lived on the bad side of town. I walked my dog every moring to the store. The same pack of five dogs, four bi... |
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