Don't you just love old books- the sueded pages, the old paper-and glue-scent, the dust jackets crumbling into that which they are supposed to protect the book from?
I found this gem at the Goodwill Outlet. It's a cute story about a little hippo who is deeply doted on, but needs some autonomy: A place to be alone, but not too alone.
Look at the lovely flocks of birds in the above illustration, and Little Hippo's joy as he realizes he has found his place, because the big hippos will never look up!
The line quality is luscious, and look at the peeved look on the older hippos face as he wonders where Little Hippo's been hiding himself. I love the chameleon's smirk, and the the happy, contemplative gaze of Little Hippo.
The true genius is when the ink drawings are layered on top of these loose little rainbow-colored watercolors. They make me think that writer and illustrator Rainey Bennett is full of the kind of gold coin showers that are mixed with sunshine and rainbows aplenty.
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