So... I have now read half of the tiny stories. I'll do the rest tomorrow. Some were brilliant, others I couldn't make up my mind about, and yet others needed work but showed promise. *le sigh* Accordingly, I'll make more than one albums in my eternal - almost sickly - desire to be helpful.
I have also *tried* to ignore the popular ones (in favor of the ones that were overlooked), the ones that were included in lots of other albums, and the ones already in wirrow's tiny stories album. Yes, I am really OCD. So kill me. :D
This album's the one where my absolute favorite tiny stories reside. The land of awesome!
P.S. I am curious... how many stories will vol. 2 have? I mean, there are SO MANY excellent stories! Yikes.
I tried to give you my heart, but you ran away screaming.
Maybe I should have wiped the blood off first.
The weird thing about going to parties is that they're always haunted by the ghosts of every other party you've been to.
When snowflakes fall from the sky
I'm pretty sure that I know why
It mostly happens late at night
When angels have a pillow fight...
I had originally written this for elayne's illustration, "make it snow", but I think it'll work with WhenIWasLittle's illustration too...
Not letting her long legs and short wings deter her; Gertrude had finally figured out how to fly like the rest of the birds. She neglected; however, to devise a way back down.
Inspired by Rochelle Boucher's "Tap Dance - Tiny Story".
As suggested by AnneMarije.
Medium: Ink, color pencil and editing software.
Hyuck, hyuck, hyuck.
This was a pun/tiny story I'd doodled out an illustration for about five or six years ago, which I found while thumbing through old sketchbooks. I re-did the drawings to look nicer, laid it out, and voila! I would say this is the worst pun I've ever made, but it's not even the worst pun I've made in the last 24 hours.
Also, I know, I know, the Tiny Book of Tiny Stories is in black and white, but I really wanted this one to have color. If this actually gets selected, I'll go back and re-work it.
Sometimes I make the Universe revolve around me.
You'd think it's a pretty heavy and inert thing, BIG as it is.
But it really takes just a light push.
A boy in the sky,
Sits down and reaches out.
Taking tiny bites out of little gas balls
And spitting them out across the galaxy,
For small humans to wish upon.
"Let's dance on the sun and melt into each other's arms."
I realized after drawing this that the story said "on" instead of "in" the sun. Oh well.
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.
an invitation, to share my imagination, if you can't sleep.
just a slightly different approach after seeing so many great illustrations :)
People are like Rorschach inkblots –
Been wanting to do something ever since I saw this piece of megancarnes'. Finally got off my lazy butt to do something about it.
Decided to do it in black and white this time around.
No lineart this time, because I was being a daredevil and painted right on it.
Also dedicated to my friend, if you see this, you know who you are. :D Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year, and Bon Voyage.
No quantity of people of any profession can change a lightbulb unless he's ready and willing to change himself.
(Or if you want it tinier:
map maker map maker make me a map
one to one scale, without single gap
map every rock, every thought, every tree
and erase all the territory.