Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Free, adj.-relieved from or lacking something unpleasant or burdensome

Here it is!
"Sing a song of sixpence a pocket full of rye,
Four and twenty Blackbirds baked in a pie,
When the pie was opened the birds began to sing,
Wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the king?"

Originally I had the birds flying out of a boy's mouth. It was a pretty entertaining sketch. As I looked at it, however, I kept asking, "Well, how'd they get in there?" So I decided to change it to to the nursery rhyme and added the naughty chef and jester laughing in the background.

If it isn't obvious, the birds are free from the confines of the bird- or worse, the king's stomach! They're flying free...incidentally, the original nursery rhyme (like most) is actually a social commentary.

I noticed A LOT of entries this week had to do with birds or flying. (The idea I first came up for this week had a boy flying through the sky with a flock of birds.) Isn't it interesting that so many of us equate flying with freedom?

(p.s.-What do you guys think of my blog's new look/name?)


  1. Anonymous10:23 PM

    i love mother goose, you sent me back to a wonderful time, thank you

  2. i love your style. this is a wonderful idea for the theme.

  3. I think it is a good thing to have a different take on a topic. I didn't notice any other illustrations where free was a verb.... BTW: have a great time in NY... and, I think armadillos are strange. Prehistoric somehow... without EVEN the furry charms of opossums.

  4. Excellent! This is a really great take on the topic, and you captured the feeling of the rhyme so well! Good one:>

  5. Excellent! Great armadillo! Lovely site BTW! I, myself, am struggling for a new look.

  6. I love this illustration, it's really great! What a fantastic look on his face.


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