I remember: a gentler soundThe forest rustling in the rainLeaves were swirling all aroundI heard soft footsteps up the laneSo starts a poem I wrote, where the narrator is an old tree longing for the little girl who used to climb up his trunk and nestle between his branches. Here are two opposite pages of the book. I drew each letter of each verse on a 'paper leaf' that floated in a 'puddle' in the top of the left hand side page:
And here, then, is the animation of all these pages. Now I Am Paper took three months for me to complete:
Published on April 11, 2012 17:20