-By Petar Meseldzija
There was a giant
once who was lonely. Most giants are, of course, or would be if they stopped to
think about it…
They don’t think
about this loneliness, however, because thinking isn’t something they go in for
very much. Mostly they just get on with business of being giants, which takes
up all their time and which is very hard work because it is laid down in the
Rule Book fore Giants that, when they aren’t actually eating or sleeping, they
have to stamp around the countryside bellowing at the tops of their voices and
looking very fierce. Looking fierce is
hard work in itself as you’ll find out if you try it for half an hour. You keep
on forgetting that you’re supposed to have a scowl on your face and you find
yourself smiling at something. Than you have to start all over again…
Being kept so busy
means that giants don’t have much time for thinking. When a giant does manage to
get a few minutes to himself he generally feels so tired that he just drops off
to sleep. He sits down first of all with his back against the nearest hill.
Than he opens his huge mouth and gives a huge yawn. Then he spits out all the
birds that have got sucked into his mouth while the yawn was going on. Then off
he goes to dream-land.
But the giant who was
lonely was different. He had long since lost his rule book and had never
bothered to get it replaced. He didn’t go around stamping and roaring because
he couldn’t see much point in it. It only made your feet sore and gave you a
headache. Besides that, it frightened people away and he didn’t want to frighten
people away. He wanted to be friendly.
What made him especially
different from other giants though, was that he was always thinking, and what
he was always thinking about was how much alone he was.
It was true that
Angus (his name was, by the way, Angus Macaskill) did have one or two friends
among the ordinary-sized folk. There was Morag Matheson, for instance, the
She doesn’t look like
a shoemaker’s daughter to me, does she!
However, if you like
to read funny, charming and intelligently written fairytales, read The Lonely
Giant by Alasdair MacLean.
Just don’t pretend
that you have outgrown good bedtime stories! How can you be a great illustrator
if the child within has left you. Think of, for instance, the Hobbit novel, which Tolkien began as a
simple bedtime story for his children. At the moment the whole world is talking
about the Hobbit movie. More importantly there would
be no The Lord of the Rings without Hobbit! Great things have often small, and sometimes
silly, beginnings 🙂
I wish you a happy day with a good, healthy dose of silliness
and laughter !
Petar Meseldžija was born in Novi Sad, Serbia, in 1965. He began his career in 1981, publishing the comic strip "Krampi" in the Stripoteka, one of the best known comic magazines in the country. This was followed by a series of short comics and his work on the licensed comic book Tarzan. He graduated from the Academy of Arts in Novi Sad, in the Painting Department. During his studies he continued to work on comics, but also more often working on illustrations. In 1991 he illustrated his first book Peter Enkorak, published by Mladinska knjiga from Slovenia.
At the end of 1991 he moved to the Netherlands. Soon after, he stopped working on comics and dedicated himself to illustration and painting.
During the 1990s he painted about 120 posters and greeting cards, mostly for Verkerke Reproduktie from Holland. For Grimm Press, a publisher from Taiwan, he did 33 illustrations for the book King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. He held his first solo exhibition of illustrations and paintings in 1998 in the Tjalf Sparnaay Gallery in Amsterdam.
He has participated in many group exhibitions in Yugoslavia, the Netherlands and the USA.
His work has been published in a variety of periodicals and books all over the world.
Among many awards which he received for his work are:
“Plaque The International Golden pen of Belgrade, 1994”, Yugoslavia;
The “Art Show Judges Choice Award” – 59th World Science Fiction Convention, Philadelphia, 2001, US.;
Two Silver Awards from “Spectrum 4 and Spectrum 10 – The Best in Contemporary Fantastic Art”, U.S.;
Gold Award “Spectrum 16 – The Best in Contemporary Fantastic Art”, U.S.
From the beginning of 2000 he has dedicated himself to gallery art. Of the exhibitions where he has participated, the most worthy of mention is the Exhibition of Independent Realists. This exhibition, organized annually at the Mohlmann Museum from the Netherlands, offers clear insight into the creative achievements of contemporary Dutch artists in the domain of realist and figurative art. In addition to painting, he continues to do illustrations.
Two other significant projects should be mentioned. He painted 10 book covers for books of children's fantasy literature for the American publisher Scholastic Inc. Likewise, he illustrated the Serbian folk take “Prava se muka ne da sakriti”(“Real Trouble Cannot Be Hidden") for Bazar Tales, a publisher from Norway. In his work on the book, The Legend of Steel Bashaw, he has invested enormous time and effort. This project, for him of the greatest importance, was started in 1993. Including shorter and longer breaks, the longest of which lasted 7 years, he has been working on the book for 15 years, finally finishing it in August of 2008.
His original work is to be found in the private collections in Serbia, the Netherlands, Germany and the U.S.
Thanks for the story, and the great picture.
A Happy silly day to you too.
Great storytelling both in the post and the image. Thanks for sharing!
There is much wisdom in your words! And I always find these stories or parts of them that you post rly entertaining. Your giants have much of the old days in them -the days when ppl used to tell stories by the fire and when things were not just black and white, good and bad. Your giants are complicated:)
Gollorr, this is a very nice and accurate remark. My giants are supposed to be complicated because they are, in fact, humans.