I was nearly in tears when I found this book. The first time I had seen the illustrations of this book I was eight years old and I was in absolute adoration. At the time I remember I did not have enough money to buy it at the bookfair that they had at my school at the time. I was heartbroken. Low and behold, on my quest to find materials for my presentation for thesis I came across this gem. I have always loved the story of Beauty and the Beast; it is such a classic fairytale that nearly all cultures in the world have an equivalent story. I had come across one by a Native American tribe, about a prideful hunter who tried to trick the Buffalo King into marrying his daughter for food then trying to steal her back.
Work from this last semester has been slim to show. I have some photos of my box, but I've been to busy and, well, lazy to put them on the computer to show. Right now I'm trying very hard to find a legend or folktale that I can adapt and be able to teach children how to respect the environment. All this and trying to set up a real professional website and draining my creativity at work for webtemplates, bah! It is paying off though - they have now bestowed upon me the title of Art Director - just wondering if it actually means anything. Funny how we always get stuck doing something we swore we'd never do in the first place. I only hope that I can continue trying to get published and one day live happily ever after.
