Progress.

Sequence of events. These sketches show the layers of my drawing and the story.

1. The background, the approach to the garden and some of the garden and fruit. This layer would be printed.

2. The child is consumed by the plant; the berries are thrown to indicate this. This layer would be printed but you would be able to see the context from the previous layer.

3. The child is trapped within the flower, this is a paper cut out of a section of a flower. 

4. Foreground- The child is saved by the bumble bee, this is a printed layer.

Model experiments, layers of paper.

 

These images show a selection of the prototype model I made with slots so each layer can be changed. I have been experimenting with paper cuts and different layering types as well as different arrangements and materials. I have decided I think to use trace to print onto as it still creates a question of what is beneath and how the scenario came to be without showing you explicitly. It is shown in the bottom of these photographs. I have also decided to do my paper cut as a more zoomed in section through the plant (as shown in the top sequence of photos) as I feel it is more successful that the cut shown in middle set of photos. 

Narrative:

She had eaten all of the berries for supper.

Her mother was despairing.

How did her daughter turn out to be so greedy? She would ask.

She was sent out the yard.

She was outraged with his mothers reaction, why should she share? The greedy girl snuck down the path away from the house and letting herself through a gate she found paradise. A garden like no other with wild berries and huge yellow flowers like ice pops. It was a haven. As she ate the berries, a luxurious swarm of juice took over her mouth. She ate more. And more. And more. She began to fill her baskets and her pockets for later. The yellow plants began to sway as she became delirious with excitement, they began to chant, ‘stop, stop’, beetles crawled out of their holes, swarming around her but she couldn’t stop the fruit was too tasty. She always wanted more. She didn’t share. Until the yellow flowers sways became more ferocious enclosing around her. She dropped her basket as the white petals enclosed around her and found herself being pulled into the flower.

Silence. She was trapped within the petals, there was no way out as she pulled at the petals and she was trapped for days, weeks maybe, she did not know. She could eat nothing but nectar. At first she refused to eat. Beetles came as she learnt they ruled this paradise they scared her and eventually then she learnt to enjoy what she had. The nectar began to taste better and the plant bloomed; the greedy girl was kind and giving again. The bumble bee came later that day to collect the nectar from the flower, and she was released with the nectar, to share her tale with others.

She was never greedy again.