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Paris had been living in the woods all of his life. What he did not know, was that he was in reality the son of king Priamos. The king had been forced to abandon the child, when it had been foretold that Paris would be the bearer of much death and pain to realm during his lifetime. Suddenly, the three goddesses appeared in the forest. They approached the young prince, asking for his help in deciding who should have the apple. For a long time, he sat against a tree contemplating. Which of the three ought to have the apple? It was an impossible, all three possessed a kind of beauty he had never laid eyes on before. Hera tried to persuade him, whispering promises of wealth and power over all of Asia. Athena promised to make him the strongest and wisest warrior that had ever lived. Aphrodite lastly smiled, telling him she'd give him the love of the most beautiful woman on earth. This the young man could not resist, and hesitantly he reached out and put the apple in her open palm. The other two stormed off furiously.

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Hey guys!

I’d like to present you today with my latest project - a triptych of children’s book illustrations, based on the story of the Paris Judgment, the events leading up to the Trojan war as was written down in the Iliad by Homer. I decided to start this threefold piece when I saw that Lemniscaat, a Dutch publishing company, was hosting an illustration competition. The idea of being a children’s book illustrator is just... magical. Imagine - you get paid to let your fantasy go wild on a heartwarming story. How wonderful is that? It seems like a thousand dimensions away from reality, but when I saw this competition, I was reminded of something Neil Gaiman said in his Make Good Art speech. “If you don’t know how to do something - pretend to be someone who does, and then just go out and do it!” So indeed, I sat down in my little dorm, shoved my study books aside for a week, and pretended to be doing this for my job. How would I go about this if I was indeed a children’s book illustrator? What is needed of one? ‘Colours!’ was the first thing I thought. Then - ‘something to look at for a long time. Many things interlocking into each other. Eyecandy.’ And so I set about trying to create exactly that. It’s been a wonderful experience to pretend to be an book illustrator. Now it’s time to go back to reality though, and be a student again. My room’s a mess. My books are staring at me judgingly. The illustrations, with accompanying text, have been sent to Lemniscaat. Now all I can do is hope they like it.

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FACEBOOK TUMBLR

Paris had been living in the woods all of his life. What he did not know, was that he was in reality the son of king Priamos. The king had been forced to abandon the child, when it had been foretold that Paris would be the bearer of much death and pain to realm during his lifetime. Suddenly, the three goddesses appeared in the forest. They approached the young prince, asking for his help in deciding who should have the apple. For a long time, he sat against a tree contemplating. Which of the three ought to have the apple? It was an impossible, all three possessed a kind of beauty he had never laid eyes on before. Hera tried to persuade him, whispering promises of wealth and power over all of Asia. Athena promised to make him the strongest and wisest warrior that had ever lived. Aphrodite lastly smiled, telling him she'd give him the love of the most beautiful woman on earth. This the young man could not resist, and hesitantly he reached out and put the apple in her open palm. The other two stormed off furiously.

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Hey guys!

I’d like to present you today with my latest project - a triptych of children’s book illustrations, based on the story of the Paris Judgment, the events leading up to the Trojan war as was written down in the Iliad by Homer. I decided to start this threefold piece when I saw that Lemniscaat, a Dutch publishing company, was hosting an illustration competition. The idea of being a children’s book illustrator is just... magical. Imagine - you get paid to let your fantasy go wild on a heartwarming story. How wonderful is that? It seems like a thousand dimensions away from reality, but when I saw this competition, I was reminded of something Neil Gaiman said in his Make Good Art speech. “If you don’t know how to do something - pretend to be someone who does, and then just go out and do it!” So indeed, I sat down in my little dorm, shoved my study books aside for a week, and pretended to be doing this for my job. How would I go about this if I was indeed a children’s book illustrator? What is needed of one? ‘Colours!’ was the first thing I thought. Then - ‘something to look at for a long time. Many things interlocking into each other. Eyecandy.’ And so I set about trying to create exactly that. It’s been a wonderful experience to pretend to be an book illustrator. Now it’s time to go back to reality though, and be a student again. My room’s a mess. My books are staring at me judgingly. The illustrations, with accompanying text, have been sent to Lemniscaat. Now all I can do is hope they like it.