have passed and John Farrington is an old man, near death. On a
bright spring day, his nurse pushes him outside, into the spring
sunshine, and leaves him to enjoy the silence.
I had planned this one to look a lot busier. Looking at the
sketch, you can see I planned to have the viewer looking through trees
at him. In the process of doing the color comps, I simplified everything
down to just him in the wheelchair, some vague tree-like shapes and the
butterflies. It made me nervous at first, but I think I made the
right decision; it focuses more of the attention on John and makes the
small man in the wheelchair more poignant. It also fits a little
better with the rest of the book, where I was often removing extraneous
details in the backgrounds.