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Pitch examples and just lines of droodling.

"in the beginning there was… "

"A log time ago ,in a forrest far,far away…"

the girl was scared, terrified ... woods got darker and darker , the trees got bigger, scary and sinister!

She heard voices around her ... whispering ...

She ran as fast as she could to no avail ... it did get closer she could almost feel it´s presence ,by breath...

"Why have I not been executed yet? "

"-maybe it's just toying with me ?",

Today was the day ,or the… night she had waited to come ... it would be so perfect ! , Everything was carefully chosen,adapted , right down to the tiny detail  ... the dress , the shoes and the place .. this was her night

and no one should ruin it ! But she knew better to come.....

yes! She woke up to the world's best day ! or second best then ? ... the best was yesterday …when he said it , said that ; "he liked her" and then he had kissed her!

.. she could still feel the taste of his lips ..... she stroked gently over them when she thought of this , she could not wait to meet him and applied again .....

..... She walked over to the large mirror that hung on the wall ... current outfit set like clockwork ! She smiled to herself .... this day is absolutely perfect !

suddenly she saw a movement in the mirror , one reminded to a face,but it was not of her own reflection ........

F F F ! He would always play the hero and how it had taken him ? nowhere ?

He rode into the sunset with her ​​proudly beside her ... she was the fairest he had met in all his adventures, but how would this evolve …?

the Carpet dealer selling genuine rugs and was on the verge of loosing his carpet selling license  ! His mind began to spin around on how he could make new carpets of human hair .....

she stretched out her hand . picked up a tin-barrel and held it up and waited until it filled up to it began flooding over with blood !

..under her ,between her legs .He  was seemingly life less , but the blood does not come from him or her!

All men cartridge ran around naked , it was chaos ! it sounded a cry of despair over the place, some rode horses, while most snarled !

They rowed with all their might, dems hands were sore swollen , and just so their arms. It sounded a powerful voice that whipped up the atmosphere in rhythm  with the waves breaking against the boat!

Water rose in line with the panic that spread in the body .... she strived wildly , she felt her life go in a revue in front of herself .... all hope that she will disappear with the dream , she knew it was over….

The old farm place was  drowned in heavy snow.it was a large farm ,it was just situated  on a low land fitted just down below the high mountain they was coming down from …..

they had been walking for days ,on the run from the cold storm over the mountain.but they were also escaping from something else other than just the winter storm ….

more to come…..

Storytelling

My mother used to tell me bed-time stories to make me go to sleep,the only problem was that these stories were doing the opposite to my despair!

much of those Norwegian Folk stories written by Asbjørnsen & Moe,is to compare with similar storries told by Brother Grimms.

they contain often small helpless children ending up in mistrusted places with  cruel villains ,monsters and witches! 

the scenes are often set in dark woods and spaces where there are nowhere to run !

I was obsessed to get  more glimpse of those storries where ,ther was a beautiful princsess that were come to an rescue from the evil and brought to an happy ending!

so in my dreams ,then when I  was only a 4 year old maybe,I….to overcome my nightmares contaminated with bad witches and trolls,I become a some kind of a knight ,and with power to Fly!

.And always flew higher,and faster than all the witches i.e.and this was long before I even had picked up a comic

with Superman!
as of course he would later be one of my favorite heroes until Luke Skywalker came on silverscreen in 77´!!!

There was one particular charter that had also I great Impact on my belief in magic of story telling,that was the book of Price Valiant by Harold Foster.

I was only 5 or six when I heritage my book "Prince Valiant in the Days of King Arthur".

this book had everything! adventure,hero knights,villains,evil witches,magics,sexy seducing enchantress,and most important of all the scene was set in the medeval viking ages! 

but most of all beside the written stories there was those mind blowing illustrations of Hall Foster that blew my mind!,and I think he was actual the reason why I later wanted to draw and become an Artist!

then there was A film that especially turned my mind over, that kept my thinking IS IT REALLY OR IS   

IT REAL  FANTASY? (IN MOVING DRAWING PICTURES)

that was of course Disney´s "Sleeping Beauty"  and "Snow white"

we also have to remember that this were in a time when we kids only got some good animations on TV screens on the main evening Saturday,and when we first saw this great Disney movies at the theatre ,these movies, struck us like big time lightning ! and gave at least me the inspiration to make something …..colorful stories!