An illustration sketch for chapter one of Ray Bradbury's Something Wicked This Way Comes.
I'd say there's more to come as I dog-eared a bunch of scenes I'd love to draw, but I had to return the book to my brother-in-law.
“A witch is born out of the true hungers of her time.”
— Ray Bradbury, Long After Midnight, 1976
“ When you reach the stars, boy, yes, and live there forever, all the fears will go, and Death himself will die. ”
Ray Bradbury, The Halloween Tree
“All graves are wrong graves when you come down to it,” he said. “No,” I said. “There are right graves and wrong ones, just as there are good times to die and bad times.”
—Ray Bradbury, The Kilimanjaro Device
"Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I'm one of them."
-Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine
The Crowd
“How swiftly a crowd comes… like the iris of an eye closing in out of nowhere.”
— Ray Bradbury
Dandelion Wine, Ray Bradbury, photos around my hometown
Illustration based on ray bradburys the fog horn
ray bradbury was right: "September. In the last days when things are getting sad for no reason" etc
Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes