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Barbara
Cooney, author and illustrator of more than 100 books for children,
died in Portland, Maine, on March 10, 2000, at the age of eighty-three.
She was twice awarded Caldecott medals, first in 1959 for her
illustrations for Chaucer’s Chanticleer and the Fox
and then in 1980 for Ox-Cart Man, written by Donald
Hall. Her Miss Rumphius received the American Book
Award and inspired the creation of the Maine Library Association’s
Lupine Award. |
From the March/April 1998 Horn Book Magazine
Making Picture
Books:
The Pictures
By Barbara Cooney
don’t know exactly how I came to be an illustrator of books.
Certainly much art throughout the ages has been in the form of illustration,
although not necessarily in books. Since I was very little, I intended
to be an artist of some sort. As I grew older, I wanted also a liberal-arts
education and chose Smith College in Northampton, Massachusetts.
It was strong on the study of art, too. There were lots of courses
in art history and also in the applied arts: drawing and painting,
still life, landscape, life studies, architecture. I took them all.
When I graduated from Smith, I left with a portfolio of this and
that — line drawings, smudgy charcoal still-lifes and nudes,
runny watercolor landscapes, unsuccessful portraits, as well as
caricatures of friends and relatives and lots of children who always
hung around me when the landscape classes were out of doors. Except
for the black-and-white pen-and-ink and charcoal drawings, most
of what I did was in full color; the more color the better.
And after college, then what? I had no idea how
to tackle the real world. Being a greedy reader, I narrowed my field
down to book illustration and with my portfolio began to trudge
the streets of New York City. I presented “my soul”
to intimidating art directors, visited many publishing houses. By
a fluke, I eventually landed a job. “The job,” said
the art director, “will be in black and white only.”
My world is all color, I thought. “You will have to learn
to think in black and white,” said the art director. So, that
winter, I enrolled in a graphic arts class in New York City at the
Art Students’ League. There I studied etching and lithography.
Now I began to think in terms of black and white. My bibles were
the notebooks of Hokusai, whose lines I copied daily, as musicians
practice their scales. Another mentor was Aubrey Beardsley, whom
I admired for his bold use of areas of black and white as well as
the delicate decorative patterns he employed. Wood engraving then
took my fancy. This I simulated by using black ink on scratchboard,
a clay-coated board on which black ink is applied and then white
lines and areas are scratched out — or scraped off —
with sharp-edged tools. In many books, more than thirty five, I
used this technique, and all the while I yearned to work in full
color. But, no, black-and-white pictures were much cheaper to reproduce
than full-color paintings, whose colors had to be separated by photography
or laborious overlays, a separate plate made for each color: black,
magenta, yellow, and a blue-green called “cyan.” And
besides, said my editor, you have no color sense. That did hurt
my feelings. I continued with the scratchboard.
I also began to work with black pencils (Prismacolor)
on a toothed translucent paper. As the technology of reproduction
advanced, I began to be allowed four colors — but each additional
color had to be drawn on a separate sheet of paper or plastic film
— black for the key picture, and, still in black, the overlays
for the magenta, yellow, and cyan plates.
Another system was what we called “blues.”
The black key drawing was reproduced in a non-photographic blue
ink on a white sheet of paper. On this the artist painted with black
the areas that were to be some other color, maybe a flat green for
leaves and grass, or a blue for sky and flowers — not necessarily
the magenta, yellow, and cyan of the separations by photography.
In other words, we made our own separations, sometimes with “blues,”
sometimes on transparent overlays. I never liked doing overlays,
but it’s what we had to do.
One day, the same editor surprisingly said, “How
would you like to illustrate a Mother Goose in French — and
in full color?” And I was off to France with five children
the following summer. In the beginning of this full-color phase,
the art was separated by photography — and, yes, it was expensive.
In the end I never did illustrate a book with lithographs or etchings,
although I used much scratchboard and sometimes charcoal, sometimes
brush and sumi ink as well as pen-and-ink. Anyhow, at last I did
books wallowing in full color — at first with casein paint
or gouache, then with watercolor, and acrylic paints, colored pencils,
and pastels.
Gradually, I began to mount fabric on illustration
board: coarse linen, percale, handkerchief linen; now I work almost
exclusively on silk. No longer does color reproduction depend exclusively
on four-color separations being made by photography. Today the artwork
is scanned by a computer. To be scanned, the artwork must be flexible
enough to be placed on a curved drum; ordinary illustration board
is often too stiff. Although sometimes for scanning the top layer
of the art can be peeled off, I think this too dangerous, possibly
destructive, to monkey around with a finished piece of art. Some
artists do use a special board called Scanner Board which is especially
designed to have the top layer of the actual art peeled off. I personally
don’t like the texture of Scanner Board. Illustration board
mounted with fabric suited me fine, but, as I said, illustration
board is really too stiff for peeling, especially when covered with
fabric. To combat this, my present system is as follows: (1) On
a piece of matte plastic (mylar or similar film), mount very fine
white silk with a mixture of water and acrylic matte medium. (2)
When this is dry, apply with a roller a layer of somewhat diluted
acrylic gesso. (3) When that is dry, sand the surface with very
fine garnet paper. (4) Then repeat steps two and three until there
are two to four layers of gesso. The result is a flexible sheet
with a lovely egg-shell texture. Its color is titanium white, the
same white I use in my acrylic paintings. That’s it.
P.S.: It takes forever.
P.P.S.
It’s worth it. |
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