In plumbing the depths of my portfolio, I found a pig eating a sandwich.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
I Heart Library Hearted
A really nice post titled Class Visit Favorite just appeared over at the blog Library Hearted:
I must admit my love for Ian Schoenherr. Cat & Mouse was my favorite picture book of 2008 due to the combination of beloved nursery rhymes, the striking layout incorporating the movement of text amidst ample white space, and of course the expressive illustrations (obvious cat owner). Plus he lives just a few subway stops away from my library!Read more!
So I was quite excited to read his next book, Read It, Don't Eat It, which has quickly become one of my preferred titles to share during early elementary class visits....
Friday, February 26, 2010
Spilling the Beans on Don't Spill the Beans!
Greenwillow Books (publisher of all the titles on the left-hand side of this page) started a fascinating blog not too long ago. It features children's book-related posts written by authors, illustrators, editors, designers, and art directors. They asked me to write about my new book, Don't Spill the Beans! So there you go...
Sunday, February 21, 2010
My New Book - Don't Spill the Beans!
Need a special birthday gift?
Don't Spill the Beans!
Need a special birthday gift for a child in your life?
Don't Spill the Beans!
Need a special birthday gift for a child in your life to bring to yet another children's birthday party?
Don't Spill the Beans!
That's right. It's no secret. It's...
Don't Spill the Beans!
by Ian Schoenherr
published by Greenwillow Books
ISBN-13: 9780061724572
ISBN: 0061724572
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More filling than balloons and streamers!
More nutritious than birthday cake!
Easy-open packaging!
Heart healthy!
No calories!
Full color!
32 pages!
Zero fat!
Lemurs!
etc.!
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Sunday, February 7, 2010
For I Will Consider My Cat Pistachio
Above is a little portrait on wood I made of my cat Pistachio, the main model for the cat in Cat & Mouse, who also has a cameo in Read It, Don't Eat It! And now, here are some apropos selections from "For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry" from Jubilate Agno by Christopher Smart (1722-1771)...
For first he looks upon his forepaws to see if they are clean.
For secondly he kicks up behind to clear away there.
For thirdly he works it upon stretch with the forepaws extended.
For fourthly he sharpens his paws by wood.
For fifthly he washes himself.
For sixthly he rolls upon wash.
For seventhly he fleas himself, that he may not be interrupted upon the beat.
For eighthly he rubs himself against a post.
For ninthly he looks up for his instructions.
For tenthly he goes in quest of food.
For if he meets another cat he will kiss her in kindness.
For when his day's work is done his business more properly begins.
For he counteracts the powers of darkness by his electrical skin and glaring eyes.
For he counteracts the Devil, who is death, by brisking about the life.
For in his morning orisons he loves the sun and the sun loves him.
For he is of the tribe of Tiger.
For he has the subtlety and hissing of a serpent, which in goodness he suppresses.
For he will not do destruction if he is well-fed, neither will he spit without provocation.
For every house is incomplete without him, and a blessing is lacking in the spirit.
For he is the cleanest in the use of his forepaws of any quadruped.
For he is the quickest to his mark of any creature.
For he is tenacious of his point.
For he is a mixture of gravity and waggery.
For there is nothing sweeter than his peace when at rest.
For there is nothing brisker than his life when in motion.
For the divine spirit comes about his body to sustain it in complete cat.
For his tongue is exceeding pure so that it has in purity what it wants in music.
For he is docile and can learn certain things.
For he can catch the cork and toss it again.
For he camels his back to bear the first notion of business.
For he is good to think on, if a man would express himself neatly.
For his ears are so acute that they sting again.
For from this proceeds the passing quickness of his attention.
For by stroking of him I have found out electricity.
For, though he cannot fly, he is an excellent clamberer.
For his motions upon the face of the earth are more than any other quadruped.
For he can creep.
For first he looks upon his forepaws to see if they are clean.
For secondly he kicks up behind to clear away there.
For thirdly he works it upon stretch with the forepaws extended.
For fourthly he sharpens his paws by wood.
For fifthly he washes himself.
For sixthly he rolls upon wash.
For seventhly he fleas himself, that he may not be interrupted upon the beat.
For eighthly he rubs himself against a post.
For ninthly he looks up for his instructions.
For tenthly he goes in quest of food.
For if he meets another cat he will kiss her in kindness.
For when his day's work is done his business more properly begins.
For he counteracts the powers of darkness by his electrical skin and glaring eyes.
For he counteracts the Devil, who is death, by brisking about the life.
For in his morning orisons he loves the sun and the sun loves him.
For he is of the tribe of Tiger.
For he has the subtlety and hissing of a serpent, which in goodness he suppresses.
For he will not do destruction if he is well-fed, neither will he spit without provocation.
For every house is incomplete without him, and a blessing is lacking in the spirit.
For he is the cleanest in the use of his forepaws of any quadruped.
For he is the quickest to his mark of any creature.
For he is tenacious of his point.
For he is a mixture of gravity and waggery.
For there is nothing sweeter than his peace when at rest.
For there is nothing brisker than his life when in motion.
For the divine spirit comes about his body to sustain it in complete cat.
For his tongue is exceeding pure so that it has in purity what it wants in music.
For he is docile and can learn certain things.
For he can catch the cork and toss it again.
For he camels his back to bear the first notion of business.
For he is good to think on, if a man would express himself neatly.
For his ears are so acute that they sting again.
For from this proceeds the passing quickness of his attention.
For by stroking of him I have found out electricity.
For, though he cannot fly, he is an excellent clamberer.
For his motions upon the face of the earth are more than any other quadruped.
For he can creep.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
A Howard Pyle Mask
A Howard Pyle Mask © 1998 by Ian Schoenherr
I've always been fascinated by life masks and death masks and I used to dream that I would discover a mask of Howard Pyle. But I never did.
So I made one. I gathered all the Pyle photographs that I knew of and constantly referred to them as I sculpted his face in dull green plastiline. And while I wanted to replicate Pyle's peculiar and elusive features, I also wanted to capture something of his spirit or his personality. It was meditative and yet obsessive work, and at one point it became known simply as The Head. "I'm going upstairs to work on The Head," I'd say. "How's The Head coming along?" people would ask.
Finally, The Head was "finished" - or at least it was time for me to stop tweaking it. Next, I created a latex mold and - crouched in the cellar with a bucket of water, a scoop, and a bag of plaster - I made a series of casts and distributed them to people and institutions that I thought might appreciate having Pyle's face beaming down at them.
Since "finishing" I've found many more photographs of Pyle, but I think my sculpture will do as a three-dimensional likeness - until a real Howard Pyle mask comes to light.
I should add that one of Pyle's New York friends, critic and essayist Laurence Hutton, accumulated an amazing number of masks and wrote a few articles about them for Harper's New Monthly Magazine - later published in book form as Portraits in Plaster (New York: Harper and Brothers, 1894). I'm convinced (but have no proof!) that Pyle saw this collection during one of his visits to the Hutton household - and now you, too, can see it here.
I've always been fascinated by life masks and death masks and I used to dream that I would discover a mask of Howard Pyle. But I never did.
So I made one. I gathered all the Pyle photographs that I knew of and constantly referred to them as I sculpted his face in dull green plastiline. And while I wanted to replicate Pyle's peculiar and elusive features, I also wanted to capture something of his spirit or his personality. It was meditative and yet obsessive work, and at one point it became known simply as The Head. "I'm going upstairs to work on The Head," I'd say. "How's The Head coming along?" people would ask.
Finally, The Head was "finished" - or at least it was time for me to stop tweaking it. Next, I created a latex mold and - crouched in the cellar with a bucket of water, a scoop, and a bag of plaster - I made a series of casts and distributed them to people and institutions that I thought might appreciate having Pyle's face beaming down at them.
Since "finishing" I've found many more photographs of Pyle, but I think my sculpture will do as a three-dimensional likeness - until a real Howard Pyle mask comes to light.
I should add that one of Pyle's New York friends, critic and essayist Laurence Hutton, accumulated an amazing number of masks and wrote a few articles about them for Harper's New Monthly Magazine - later published in book form as Portraits in Plaster (New York: Harper and Brothers, 1894). I'm convinced (but have no proof!) that Pyle saw this collection during one of his visits to the Hutton household - and now you, too, can see it here.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Happy Birthday, Sherlock Holmes!
Today is the 156th birthday of Sherlock Holmes, so they say. By "they" I mean crazed, obsessive fanatics who devote much of their lives reading, re-reading, discussing, dissecting, and deconstructing the adventures of The Master. I was one such fanatic in my childhood after age ten, all through my teens years, and a bit into my twenties (when, finally, my Howard Pylomania took over). Many of my sketches and first illustrations were Sherlockian in nature, but somewhere along the line I stopped drawing Sherlock Holmes. I think it was because I had such a vivid idea of how he should look, but I felt unable to capture that idea on paper. I might have to try again, though - especially since some Sherlockian details crept into this picture from Read It, Don't Eat It!
Friday, January 1, 2010
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
A Wedding Invitation in Map Form
I made this wedding invitation in the form of a map for my friends Rebecca and Stephen. It's ink on scratchboard and was designed to fit on 8.5 x 11" paper.
Monday, December 14, 2009
More on Fantasy Maps
The Enchanted Inkpot: Mapping Fantasy
Over at The Enchanted Inkpot - a community for writers and readers of middle grade and young adult fantasy - Ellen Booraem, author of The Unnameables, has posted Topic of the Week: Mapping Fantasy. Many thanks to Ellen for asking me to talk about about maps and mapmaking for her article!
You can see some of the maps I made for T. A. Barron's The Lost Years of Merlin epic here. And a while back I posted a map-esque illustration I made for The New York Times Book Review as well as a bookplate that's basically a map of Delaware. Also, a cartographer friend of mine pointed out that this picture could be considered a map, so I'll take her word for it. And here's yet another odd one I made which was never published...
You can see some of the maps I made for T. A. Barron's The Lost Years of Merlin epic here. And a while back I posted a map-esque illustration I made for The New York Times Book Review as well as a bookplate that's basically a map of Delaware. Also, a cartographer friend of mine pointed out that this picture could be considered a map, so I'll take her word for it. And here's yet another odd one I made which was never published...
Friday, December 11, 2009
Fall for Pip and Squeak this Winter!
Lend Pip & Squeak a hand and whisk them away home for the holidays! Seriously, where else can you find such a mélange of mice and snow and scarves and carrots and coal nuggets and tophats and branches and Harold Lloyd and the most vertiginous, acrophobia-inducing scenes from Alfred Hitchcock's Saboteur and North By Northwest and, well, Vertigo - ALL in one picture? Seriously. I ask you.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
For Small, Ornery Varmints
Hey! Put all that lasso practice to good use and capture a
Cat and Mouse for the small, ornery varmints in your life.
Cat and Mouse for the small, ornery varmints in your life.
Why Not Build a Snowman?
Or go mountain climbing - depending on your size and stamina. Sure, these mice might look like they're taking winter in stride, but it's cold out there, so why not invite Pip and Squeak into your nice, warm house for the holidays? Don't forget the cheese!
Monday, December 7, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
Republic of Dreams
My illustration for Morris Dickstein's review of Ross Wetzsteon's Republic of Dreams: Greenwich Village: The American Bohemia,1910-1960 in the New York Times Book Review. Can you connect the names with the faces?
Emma Goldman
Big Bill Haywood
Willa Cather
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Theodore Dreiser
E. E. Cummings
Dylan Thomas
Lincoln Steffens
Mabel Dodge
John Reed
Max Eastman
Walter Lippmann
Eugene O'Neill
John Sloan
Crystal Eastman
Floyd Dell
Monday, November 30, 2009
NYPL likes Read It, Don't Eat It!
Read It, Don't Eat It! has just appeared on the New York Public Library's "Recommended Reading" list of Children's Books 2009: 100 Titles for Reading and Sharing, following on the heels of Cat & Mouse (2008) and Pip & Squeak (2007)!
I like you, too, New York Public Library. More than you will ever know.
I like you, too, New York Public Library. More than you will ever know.
Moomento Mori
An ink on scratchboard illustration I made for Sam Sifton's review of Portrait of a Burger as a Young Calf by Peter Lovenheim in the New York Times Book Review. For an explanation of this post's sorry title, look here.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
My Mark Twain
Today is Mark Twain's 174th birthday, so behold my painting of him - well, my painting of a part of him, which, in turn, was part of an experimental series where I tried to make recognizable pictures of certain notable people while only showing small portions of said people...if that makes any sense. As Twain himself said: "...language is a treacherous thing, a most unsure vehicle..." But maybe I'm just a bad driver.
Duke of Egypt
A deceptively whimsical ink on scratchboard illustration I made for Michael Pye's review of Duke of Egypt, A Novel by Margriet de Moor, printed in the New York Times Book Review. For want of any other leads, I threw into my picture as many of the details mentioned in the review as possible.
Failing Raccoon
A small painting I made for the Association of Booksellers for Children's Not-a-Dinner and (Mostly) Silent Auction in 2008. Poor kit, she tries so hard...
Friday, November 27, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
Book Signing in Clinton, New Jersey, this Friday!
Wondering how to spend a few lazy hours the day after Thanksgiving? Why not come to Clinton, New Jersey, and stock up on some children's books for all the little ones in your life?
I'll be signing copies of Read It, Don't Eat It! and Cat & Mouse and Pip & Squeak at the fiercely independent, yet always friendly Clinton Book Shop at 33 Main Street on Friday, November 27th, from noon until 2 p.m.
And, as ever, while you're out there, grab some breakfast, brunch, or lunch around the corner at The Fine Diner - the tasty restaurant owned and operated by my sister and brother-in-law.
Come one! Come all!
I'll be signing copies of Read It, Don't Eat It! and Cat & Mouse and Pip & Squeak at the fiercely independent, yet always friendly Clinton Book Shop at 33 Main Street on Friday, November 27th, from noon until 2 p.m.
And, as ever, while you're out there, grab some breakfast, brunch, or lunch around the corner at The Fine Diner - the tasty restaurant owned and operated by my sister and brother-in-law.
Come one! Come all!
Friday, November 20, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
LAPL likes Read It, Don't Eat It!
Read It, Don't Eat It! is on the Los Angeles Public Library's list of Great Books 2009 / Some 2009 Favorite Books for Children:
The Read to Me LA skills of print motivation and print awareness are perfectly illustrated in this simple text. For the very youngest listener this book explains in rhyme and bright colors what a book is and how to take care of it.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
Family Portrait

It's my grandmother's 113th birthday today, so how better to celebrate than by...turning her family into pigs? The source photograph was taken in 1906 or 1907 and shows most of the Braun brood of Rudna, Banat, a Donauschwaben village then in Hungary and now in Romania. My grandmother is in the middle row, far left. I made my painting some time ago and confess that I didn't quite catch my great-uncle Dominik's bewildered expression (middle row, far right), though the frown of my first cousin once removed (Gyula Bank, dead center) translated pretty well.
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