Storyboarding a Children’s book.

When storyboarding a children’s book the first stage is to get inside the originator’s mindset by thinking through the final story draft. It has to be the final draft with a storybook so that the words and design fit as one. Sometimes we are asked to just produce illustrations leaving the design to the publishing house.

With a music vid. storyboard the imagery we visualise overlaps with sound so the fit is a timing one.

Cover designs can be an image repeat from inside a storybook but as they have a distinct function to sell the title, they are often produced as one offs along with point of sale images.

Stories arrives by email in plain text format showing page breaks so we know which paragraphs appear on each page and any specific design requests. The final draft comes from a publishing house editor, a book packager or sometimes an author.

The first step is for us to send back a simple thumbnail storyboard. Changes around this thumbnail stage continue until the full team are happy to press on.

Each thumbnail is developed to produce a sketch storyboard and here’s an example of one produced by artist Peter Scott M.A. for the story Arthur the Artist.

The story, ‘Arthur the Artist’  is copyright of one of our clients, Andrew Segal, of Village Folk Books,  author of:

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Hedradwall Cabbard and the Suejuice Bird

Hedradwall Cabbard and the Suejuice Bird

Hedradwall Cabbard raised his barrel
At the Suejuice Bird – in best apparel.
His flight or plight –  to west or east
Was ‘soar away’, or ‘die as feast’!The shutters closed in and around.
Most fond peekers made no sound
But backed from blinds and thus could see
Not what or how the end would be.

One shot was fired from rod of two
But missed and hit a stanky flue.
“My Ball-Cock!” shouted out a man,
Who chased as far as catch it can,
But stopped on edge by rope stretched tight
His murmured “You”! issued at height.

“You’ll stop my Wind, you gunning fart,
Get off my windcock – shoo depart.
My balcony’s not made for rope
And old green flippered shooting blokes.

The Suejuice Bird stood very still,
Not wishing anybody ill,
Reflecting on the second shot
From Cabbard’s gun and winded sot.

And in this state of stanky poo,
Our characters exist for you.
This poem was simply meant to be,
Sub-fuse of tone and all for free!