Text as Image Project
Goal: Create an image using only text that
describes the story,
Three Little pigs
How to do it:
1. Read the
story twice.
2. The
second time you read the story have your sketchbook handy and note down the
names of the principal characters, key phrases spoken and the plot of the
story.
3. After you
have completed the second review of the story and made notes, on two separate
pages of your sketchbook try grouping and arranging the information into
different combinations. Experiment with
scale, direction, font, pattern and creating the illusion of depth. This can be
accomplished by layering the main plot points/characters of the story on top of
lesser ones. This will create a
hierarchy of lesser and greater meaning. (In Illustrator you will add color)
4. Next Tuesday, show your artwork/drawings that you made based on the story.
5. If approved, set up an
art board that is 8" X 10".
6. Trace images using layers
7. The
entire art board must be filled.
Story:
THERE was an
old sow with three little pigs, and as she had not enough to keep them, she
sent them out to seek their fortune. The first that went off met a man with a
bundle of straw, and said to him:
'Please, man,
give me that straw to build a house.'
Which the man
did, and the little pig built a house with it. Presently came along a wolf, and
knocked at the door, and said:
'Little pig,
little pig, let me come in.' To which the pig answered:
'No, no, by the
hair of my chiny chin chin.' The wolf then answered to that:
'Then I'll
huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in.'
So he huffed,
and he puffed, and he blew his house in, and ate up the little pig.
The second
little pig met a man with a bundle of furze and said:
'Please, man,
give me that furze to build a house.'
Which the man
did, and the pig built his house. Then along came the wolf, and said:
'Little pig,
little pig, let me come in.'
'No, no, by the
hair of my chiny chin chin.'
"Then I'll
huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in.'
So he huffed,
and he puffed, and he puffed, and he huffed, and at last he blew the house
down, and he ate up the little pig.
The third
little pig met a man with a load of bricks, and said:
'Please, man,
give me those bricks to build a house with.'
So the man gave
him the bricks, and he built his house with them. So the wolf came, as he did
to the other little pigs, and said:
'Little pig,
little pig, let me come in.'
'No, no, by the
hair of my chiny chin chin.'
'Then I'll
huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in.'
Well, he
huffed, and he puffed, and he huffed and he puffed, and he puffed and huffed;
but he could not get the house down. When he found that he
could not, with all his huffing and puffing, blow the house down, he said:
'Little pig, I
know where there is a nice field of turnips.'
'Where?' said
the little pig.
'Oh, in Mr
Smith's Home-field, and if you will be ready tomorrow morning I will call for
you, and we will go together, and get some for dinner.'
'Very well,'
said the little pig, 'I will be ready. What time do you mean to go?'
'Oh, at six
o'clock.'
Well, the
little pig got up at five, and got the turnips before the wolf came (which he
did about six), who said:
'Little pig,
are you ready?'
The little pig
said: 'Ready! I have been and come back again, and got a nice potful for
dinner.'
The wolf felt
very angry at this, but thought that he would be up to the little pig somehow
or other, so he said:
'Little pig, I
know where there is a nice apple tree.'
'Where?' said
the pig.
'Down at
Merry-garden,' replied the wolf, 'and if you will not deceive me I will come
for you at five o'clock tomorrow. and get some apples.'
Well, the
little pig bustled up the next morning at four o'clock, and went off for the
apples, hoping to get back before the wolf came; but he had further to go, and
had to climb the tree, so that just as he was coming down from it, he saw the
wolf coming, which, as you may suppose, frightened him very much. When the wolf
came up he said:
'Little pig,
what! are you here before me? Are they nice apples?'
'Yes, very,'
said the little pig. 'I will throw you down one.'
And he threw it
so far, that, while the wolf was gone to pick it up, the little pig jumped down
and ran home. The next day the wolf came again, and said to the little pig:
'Little pig,
there is a fair at Shanklin this afternoon, will you go?'
'Oh yes,' said
the pig, 'I will go; what time shall you be ready?'
'At three,'
said the wolf. So the little pig went off before the time as usual, and got to
the fair, and bought a butter-churn, which he was going home with, when he saw
the wolf coming. Then he could not tell what to do. So he got into the churn to
hide, and by so doing turned it round, and it rolled down the hill with the pig
in it, which frightened the wolf so much, that he ran home without going to the
fair. He went to the little pig's house, and told him how frightened he had
been by a great round thing which came down the hill past him. Then the little
pig said:
'Hah, I
frightened you, then. I had been to the fair and bought a butter-churn, and
when I saw you, I got into it, and rolled down the hill.'
Then the wolf
was very angry indeed, and declared he would eat up the little
pig, and that he would get down the chimney after him. When the little pig saw
what he was about, he hung on the pot full of water, and made up a blazing
fire, and, just as the wolf was coming down, took off the cover, and in fell
the wolf; so the little pig put on the cover again in an instant, boiled him
up, and ate him for supper, and lived happy ever afterwards.