…is the name of today’s story at Fictive Dream.
Throughout the month of February 2022 I will be showing you illustrations I did for Flash Fiction February 2022 at Fictive Dream, an online magazine devoted to the short story.
Here’s the image editor Laura Black chose for this story, I Like Your Way, by Mary Grimm.
And here is the artwork with the banner. Take a look at this image. And then…
Read the story at Fictive Dream.
I love this story–“something that could not be spoken but might be sung”–and your art reproduces that otherworldly quality. (K)
Thank you. I love the color scheme of this image and once again it features a grid pattern, though not as delineated here, another favorite structure of mine. The colors are right for this story, I think. I remember Peter Frampton myself from teenage years, that also was a connection for me here.
That was after my youth music-wise, but music is a touchstone for so many times in our lives. Certain songs always recall certain memories.
I remember driving to swim practice to that song of his that mentioned “we’re swimming in a circle” and we made note of it because that is what we did in practice – circle swimming. Somehow that has stuck with me all these decades and I think he’s a singer for summer because of it.
Your artwork is spectacular!
Thank you. I do like these colors all right.
It’s interesting to read your followers comments, especially about the music aspect of tMary Grimm’s story, I Like Your Way. There sense of nostalgia in this piece that is palpable; there’s sadness, loss of youth and yet some wonderful memories. I called the story a gem in social media and the illustration has a gem-like quality about also which, for me at least, is to do with this most beautiful palette. I appreciate the grid element but there’s a slo a haziness about it. Thank you, Claudia, just lovely.
Thank you. I agree, there is a sadness to this story, the sadness of just how quickly and totally the past becomes the past. For the illustrations, I am very fond of this color combination – it is summer to me, these colors. As as adult I don’t feel the demarcation of the seasons as did when I was young; it’s not as clear. But the nostalgia always comes back.
I definitely remember “The Summer of Frampton.” Perfect title. I love this passage:
“We put on mascara and sparkly tops although we weren’t looking for sex. We thought we were dangerous, but we weren’t. We thought we were escaping, but we never could.”
The art is a wonderful reflection of that passage.
Thank you. Yes, I remember some time ago, I had a solo exhibit, and two friends came to the opening, a big thing which I really appreciated since they were younger than me and both had kids at home they needed to arrange their circumstances as well as coming in to the city after a long day either at work or home with the multiple kids. I remember we talked about how they were painting the town pink on this night out – red was just too much at that stage of life! This story reminded me of this memory.
You’re welcome. I love your personal memory connection to that summer also, Claudia.