This was an assignment to get us "in touch with our inner child." We were told to illustrate a memory from our childhood. I remember one time my mom let me go and play in a mud puddle in my shorts and a bucket. I think that's the only time I ever did that, or it occurred to me to do that, so it stuck in my mind. Also, there is a photo of me sitting bum down in a ten gallon pale with my legs and head sticking out the top. For the sake of avoiding a very confusing image, I just stuffed the whole of "myself" in the bucket for this illustration.
Done for my Children's Book Illustration Class with Nancy Carlson.
P.S. I find this image somewhat disgustingly cute.
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