With everything that’s going on in the world, my mind is wandering a lot at the moment. I’ve already deleted the bones of this post twice – I just don’t have the words. I don’t feel able to comment, so I won’t. I’ll save that for another time. Maybe “get it out” in a book, like I’ve done before. We’ll see.
Until then, in an effort to stay focused, I’ve turned to cover design, losing myself in compiling images, tweaking contrast and all that. The Zero is the latest result – one of them.
As with all the covers I make, I tend to get lost in the story, and this particular story is cooking. So much so, I’ve created a page for it as if it is going to become something. It’s totally off genre for Christoffer Petersen, but hey, it’s fun, distracting, and, like I said, it has yet to “happen”.
Although, I’ve got a feeling …
I’m channelling my seven-year-old self, remembering a trip to the Natural History Museum in London, spreading my dinosaur books over the table in the train carriage, plaguing my mum with all my dinosaur knowledge, facts that I promptly forgot when I turned fifteen.
Why does that happen, anyway?
I’ve got the cover ready. Now all I need is to write the story!