Illustrations by Rien Poortvliet for Dutch “biology book” series, GNOMES (1977).
Very—insanely—popular when I was a kid. You might remember the cartoon series, which always seemed to be on, though I never watched.
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#art #illustration #vintage #woodland #illustrations #biology #gnomes #gnome #dutch #david the gnomeThose weird, cruel trolls from Dutch “biology book”, Gnomes (1977).
(The second image is a little fuzzy unfortunately.)
Those weird, cruel trolls from Dutch “biology book”, Gnomes (1977).
(The second image is a little fuzzy unfortunately.)
The faeries, gnomes and woodland creatures of German illustrator, Fritz Baumgarten (1883-1966).
1960s/70s illustrations from Dutch children’s series, Paulus the woodgnome. By Jean Dulieu (1921-2006).
Starting out as a newspaper strip in the 1940s, Paulus appeared in children’s novels, TV puppet shows, radio plays, et cetera, and all by this one guy, Jean Dulieu. Great artist.
I read many of the books when I was a kid; the woods were never quite the same after that. I loved the atmosphere: there was always a kind of autumn dread in the air, Paulus had animal friends, but usually he was alone, just roaming about, hoping not to run into anything bad. The woods were dangerous, or rather, indifferent. The witch, Eucalypta, might seem kind of genial in these illustrations, but she was a real terror. Running into her meant trouble: the black kind.
I’ll do a post about the puppet shows later on, because seeing is believing.
Dutch children’s book illustrator, Jean Dulieu (1921-2006).
“And they kissed each other during summer.” Vintage German postcard. There’s no info on it, so your guess is as good as mine—I just had to post this because of the stag beetle crawling up on them.
Illustration by Antonio Lupatelli (as Tony Wolf) from his series, THE WOODLAND FOLK (1984).
Illustration by Antonio Lupatelli (as Tony Wolf) from his series, THE WOODLAND FOLK (1984).
A few fonts and things from WILLY WONKA AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY (1971). I always thought the candy in the film looked so unappetizing. Like jars of painted kidney stones. The chocolate river in the factory seemed filled with baby diarrhea or something, or like the murky stream near a refinery. But anyway—the film is a classic of course, and Gene Wilder is supreme in it: a cordial demon.
