I was fortunate enough to see the drafts and incomplete storyboard of Once I Was A Giant when meeting Zeno Sworder in person for the first time some eighteen or so months ago. Both experiences were profoundly moving and memorable.
Which pretty much sums up this extraordinary picture book. With no preamble, the Giant’s story begins, at the ending, with a premise that could easily reflect a reoccurring dilemma for many creators; a stymie of creative flow.
When the picture book
maker, with a strong resemblance to the author himself, experiences this impasse,
his trusty pencil inexplicably springs to life.
The
wee stub shows him her life’s journey from germinating seed to grand dame of
her forest kingdom. We are taken through life cycle after life cycle. From a
sapling’s view point to that of a towering giant’s, residence to a whole
eco-system of invertebrates, animals and birds. It is a wondrous and all-encompassing
experience to stand before this giant and gaze skyward at her unfathomable brilliance,
so strong, so assured, so steadfast.










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