INTRODUCING COLOR!

Here's your page of the week.



In the first chapter of the creature's story, I've chosen to illustrate completely in black and white to represent the creature's undeveloped mind and senses. In the second chapter I introduced grey tones and in the third...sepia. Now, in the forth chapter of the creature's story, I've introduced color. But still, even with color, these pages don't resemble the rest of the book. The cartoony line quality and simple color palate differentiate the creature's story visually from Victor's story.

Here's the text for the page:

"I generally rested during the day, and travelled only when I was secured by night from the view of man. One morning, however, finding that my path lay through a deep wood, I ventured to continue my journey after the sun had risen; the day, which was one of the first of spring, cheered even me by the loveliness of its sunshine and the balminess of the air. I felt emotions of gentleness and pleasure, that had long appeared dead, revive within me. Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I allowed myself to be borne away by them; and, forgetting my solitude and deformity, dared to be happy. Soft tears again bedewed my cheeks, and I even raised my humid eyes with thankfulness towards the blessed sun which bestowed such joy upon me.

I continued to wind among the paths of the wood, until I came to its boundary, which was skirted by a deep and rapid river, into which many of the trees bent their branches, now budding with the fresh spring. Here I paused, not exactly knowing what path to pursue, when I heard the sound of voices, that induced me to conceal myself under the shade of a cypress. I was scarcely hid, when a young girl came running towards the spot where I was concealed, laughing as if she ran from some one in sport. She continued her course along the precipitous sides of the river, when suddenly her foot slipt, and she fell into the rapid stream. I rushed from my hiding place, and, with extreme labour from the force of the current, saved her, and dragged her to shore."

THIS WAS THE HOUR AND MOMENT OF TRIAL...

Here is a page from the same "sepia tone" chapter of last week. This is a good example of how I've chosen to change little details to make this story my own. The emotion and the story is the same, but I've changed the blocking in which specific actions are taken and when. In the illustration, the creature realizes his opportunity with the old man and goes to confront him. The quick beating of the heart and the failing limbs happens as he stand outside the cottage about to knock. Blocking the story this way strengthens the creatures emotions and anxiety, drawing out tension. When this occurs during a moment of no return it is more effective than if it happens inside the hovel.

Here is the original text:

"...the old man, at his own desire, was left alone in the cottage. When his children had departed, he took up his guitar, and played several mournful, but sweet airs, more sweet and mournful than I had ever heard him play before. At first his countenance was illuminated with pleasure, but, as he continued, thoughtfulness and sadness succeeded; at length, laying aside the instrument, he sat absorbed in reflection.

My heart beat quick; this was the hour and moment of trial, which would decide my hopes, or realize my fears. The servants were gone to a neighbouring fair. All was silent in and around the cottage: it was an excellent opportunity; yet, when I proceeded to execute my plan, my limbs failed me, and I sunk to the ground. Again I rose; and, exerting all the firmness of which I was master, removed the planks which I had placed before my hovel to conceal my retreat. The fresh air revived me, and, with renewed determination, I approached the door of their cottage.

I knocked."