I am so happy to announce that This is Ella is finished and set for release this month!
Krista and Ella will be coming down to Washington next month to celebrate and I am so stoked!
Looking Glass Coffee in Snohomish has generously offered their beautiful venue for the book release party on December 16th from 6:30 to 8:30.
Then on Sunday, December 17th we will be at The Never-ending Bookshop in Bothell from 1-3ish to talk about the book.
After a hugely successful Kickstarter campaign and hours upon hours of work, Krista worked with the folks at Friesen Press to produce paperback, hardbound and ebook versions of the book. She has done a stellar job on the writing and handling all the publishing details. She is a rockstar. I feel so blessed to have had the privilege of working with her on this book.
It was purely a pleasure to illustrate sweet Ella and I hope with all my heart that the children who read this book will be helped to see the beauty in diversity.
To purchase the book you can go directly to the Friesen Press online bookstore.
The paperback version is also on Barnes and Noble.
Happy World Down Syndrome Day!
I want to share with you all a project I am currently working on illustrating.
‘This is Ella’ is a beautifully written book about a vivacious little girl named Ella. This book is designed to help children see the beauty in diversity.
Ella is a fun loving little girl, just about to start school. While she may speak a little differently than you, and she may look a little different than you, she can be a really good friend.
This is a grassroots project, written by my friend Krista Lee Ewert, who also happens to be Ella’s mom.
To find out how you can support this project or to purchase the book, you can visit: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/8716905/this-is-ella
You can also find out more at: http://www.kristaewert.com
A card I made for a little buddy who turned 5 this month. Forgot to scan it, so I snapped a photo on the way to the party.
I’ve decided I like having an iPhone.
Yesterday was the 10 year anniversary of my brother Justin’s death.
I never quite know how to deal with anniversaries of this sort. I miss him a lot. He was my closest sibling. He was a year older, and we went through a lot together before he was taken home to be with Jesus at 20. He was amazing, funny and talented and I think he secretly thought the same of me. Like the time he showed his best friend a few of my paintings without my knowing. It felt good to know my big brother was proud of me.
It’s weird, after 10 years his name is still on the tip of my tongue. I don’t know what to do with that. We were close, but I’ve known siblings who were closer. There are days and weeks when I don’t think of him. There are days when I look at my kids and feel like crying because he didn’t get to see me be a mom. I didn’t get to see him be a dad. I used to just barge into his room and talk about whatever I was thinking about. If something was bothering me, or whatever. He’d meander around his room listening to me. Sometimes he’d respond. Sometimes he’d just shrug. Sometimes I felt annoyed, sometimes reassured.
I draw owls for him because that was the animal he picked for himself. I was a hen. That always made me laugh.
My middle son. Gouache on paper.