Digital graphic narrative

Digital Graphic Narrative
Development
Betty

Evaluation
What did you like about your image?
I liked how well the warp tool worked and shifted the way I wanted. I was able to manipulate a
circle and a rectangle to make it looklike a leg, an eye, an ear etc.
What would you improve if you did it again?
If I could do the picture again, I would choose a different picture because although the deer
resembles the original, I couldn’t quite get the right consistent colour or do the spots. I also had
to use lots of different layers in order to piece together the deer’s ligaments. I wasn’t able to do a
leg in one shape, but rather, it took multiple.

Evaluation
It was nice and simple to do. There wasn’t too much detail as there isn’t any hair to do
apart from facial hair. The jumper and the hat were nice and easy to finish off. What I
liked more was the challenge I had to get the correct tones within Tyler’s hands and
face. I tried with other people and it was quite difficult but for some reason this one
was easier.
If I was to work on this image again, I would try and work on Tyler’s facial hair because
when these images are put together, that is a very noticeable difference. I might have
also added more detail to the background since it is quite plain and there is definitely
a lot more I could have done. In terms of Tyler’s face and hands, I would try to add
more tones to make them look more realistic and get a nice blend.

Evaluation
I like how minimalistic it is. There is a running theme of shades from blue to white
which I think is a nice touch and would look miles better compared to the green over a
blue background. I also really like the white silhouettes of the fish and the crab. That is
something I think completes the image and makes it look like proper minimalistic film
art.
The image was very easy but if I added too much detail it might look too crowded.
Next time, I would probably try to find an appropriate shape to represent a silhouette
of a sunken ship and I would make the colour slightly darker than the blue
background. Otherwise, I would probably just make another poster for a different film.

Evaluation
I like how there is a variety of text styles and how the text changes so much within
each version of my name. I also like how in the bottom picture, the text goes nicely
onto the background and how well the text is positioned.
There is a lack of colour in the top picture with the 5 varieties of each name, which
makes them look really boring. Also, I wished I had used more different texts or made
them look more distorted just to make the text pop and look exciting.

Evaluation
I like that you can identify who it is (if you know of her). You can see her facial features
not perfectly but you can make out pretty much everything which is what I wanted
from this image. There are tones to her face and her hands as well which is good
because I didn't think I was going to get any tone at all, making the comic book effect
almost pointless.
I would get a different picture as Lynn Gunn is very pale and there aren’t many tones
to go with the original photograph. Plus, she is wearing all black which looks really
boring, as opposed to the alternative which would be a variety of colours within the
clothing and the background as well.

Evaluation
I like how my photo story goes from a very plain and grey setting to a nice colourful
ending, which is what I was aiming for. I also

Evaluation
There are different kinds of animals incorporated and you can easily identify each one. Although I
am not great at drawing, I think I did pretty well at illustrating this page. I was able to add detail
to each of the animals also, which makes them look that bit more like animated animals.
Next time, I would fill in the empty spaces and maybe add a lot more plantation. Of course, the
sea doesn’t just look like that. It is filled with coral beds and seaweed, which I completely forgot
to include.

Evaluation
I like how I was able to think of very varied textures and make them into something with a
completely different texture. I also like how some can kind of be linked together, for example,
seeds for sand .
I would add more things into the image so that I could include more textures. I do think I included
a good range, however, it’s just not enough to complete the image. If this was a page in a
storybook, it would look too plain due to a lack of detail.

Settings
I have chosen to include these settings to give
some sort of indication to what they will look
like in my book and what sort of colours I would
like to apply to both of these scenes. Scenery
I think scenery is a very
important feature to a
children’s book,
especially, in order to
make the book more
mysterious and
interesting. The reason I
have chosen this
scenery is because it
goes with the storyline
and works well to
making the village
where the story is set
realistic.
Animals
The animals are a pretty
vital counterpart to
completing this book as
some of them will be
playing characters. I also
think that if there were
no animals, the book
might be a bit plain as
there is a scene set within
the woods.
Children
The children will be playing the main characters and will be
exploring the woods so they are very important to completing
the story.
Fantasy Element
The mystical creatures will
be used to complete the
fantasy elements towards
the end of the story. I think
they will be put to good
use as it makes the story
even more exciting to read
for children and it’s like a
surprise as they aren’t
expecting it to come. Also,
without the fantasy, the
story might be quite plain.

Proposal
Dimensions
I am thinking of doing approximately 8-9 pages and making each page A4 landscape.
Story Overview
The story is going to be based off the tale written by Hans Christian Andersen called
The Bell, however, my version will be slightly different. It will commence with two
young children (8 years), who are best friends. They are playing in the back garden of a
house when they hear the ringing of the bell. This intrigues them to find out where the
ringing is coming from. So they set out on an adventure to find the bell, going through
wooded areas and talking to the animals that inhabit the trees. Then they come out on
a cliff side which overlooks a sea of water filled with mystical creatures, accompanied
by a warm orange sunset on the horizon. They then find that the ringing is coming
from a large bird of which is vocalising the noise.
Export Format
JPEG
Advantages: JPEGs don’t take up a lot of space and are really good at retaining colour.
Disadvantages: JPEGs aren’t very suitable for text and can fall apart when compressed.

Deadline
9th June, 2017
Audience
I think my audience will consist of children of both genders from the ages of 3 to 6
years old as older children generally move on to harder books and younger children
find it harder to understand. Of course, the locations will consist of places which
read English including the UK, the US, Canada, Australia and New Zealand. I
personally think that this book will appeal more to a middle class audience as the
working class are generally more interested in recreated books. However, I cannot
determine my audience’s class for sure as I could be completely wrong.
Production Methods
I will draw out a rough example of what each of my pages will look like in order to
generate a rough idea of how long the story will be and how much detail I will
include. This will also help me to lay out each of my pages and decide what will go
where rather than doing each page all at once on Photoshop. If I did choose to do
my pages on Photoshop without planning them, the process would take much
longer and may require more work/fixing.

What are the strengths of the proposal? What areas of the proposal need further work?
The proposal gives a good idea of who you intend
your audience to be, you have also given god
reasoning as to why you intend for this to be your
audience and why you have chosen this certain
production method. The story overview gives me a
good idea of how the story will pan out but does not
give to much of the story away.
There could be more detail added onto the
production methods such as what settings within
Photoshop that you intend to use in order to
illustrate your book and why, for example shapes or
rotoscoping.
What are the strengths of the idea generation? What areas of idea generation could have been
further developed?
The mood board is well detailed and through the
use of text it gives the viewer a good idea for the
reasoning behind why certain images have been
chosen and how they will be incorporated into the
book. the mind map is fully detailed and gives me a
good insight into your thought process of making
the final ideas which will be included in your book.
More images could have been added for certain
parts such as the scenery as I think that some
images describing the scenery do not give great
idea of it.

You have shown that you have clear view of what
your story is and how you are going to create it.
The detail you have into understanding your
demographic is well done and the fact that you are
not sure if the middle class reads recreated is
understandable as perspectives and opinions
change over time.
You could’ve explained what your desired style is
having a good idea of how you are going to prepare
but the execution seems to be absent.
further developed?
You have put a lot of detail into your research into
the different elements your story, explaining how
you see the assets is brilliant.
You don’t have a mind map and the mood board is
oversaturated with unnecessary text which could’ve
been placed in the mind map.

I think the proposal is very clear and also It has a
lot of ideas on it that a lot of people will not have
heard about. I also like how the book will be made
as this will be fast and you also will know from the
start what your pages will look like and then you
can add as much detail as you need to.
You could add some things to the audience part
about other continents and also different
languages. This can make it so everyone is able to
read the book. You could also add to the story to
make it more easy to follow.
further developed?
I like the mind map as you have got ideas on there
for a lot of the things. It also looks good and I like
the tittle. As well as this the story you have chosen
is also very different to a lot of the other ones and
this could be good as a lot of your audience will not
have heard about the original.
You should look to add more images to the mood
board. This would go along well with the text you
have as it gives us a good idea of what you are
going for with the story. You could also think about
adding a twist to the book as it could make the
book more interesting for the older people from
your audience.

Feedback Summary
Sum up your feedback.
I feel that my feedback could be very helpful if I was actually making this book to be
published. This isn’t necessarily a bad thing as I have kind of got an idea of what sort of
criticism I would get if I had written this proposal for a real children’s story book.
However, I have also gained some feedback which I can utilise to improve my book.
Which parts of your feedback do you agree with and why?
I agree that I will need to show what techniques I am going to use to construct my
characters, settings, locations etc. I also agree that I need to include more photographs
into my mood board to give more of an idea as to what my book will look like.
Which parts of your feedback do you disagree with and why?
I think that if I was working on this book professionally, I would consider writing the
book in different language to cater to different countries. However, I am unable to do
this. I also disagree with the criticism about the text that goes with my mood board as I
think it is useful to making a clear picture of the story.

Original Script
People said "The Evening Bell is sounding, the sun is setting." For a strange wondrous tone was heard in the narrow streets of a large
town. It was like the sound of a church-bell: but it was only heard for a moment, for the rolling of the carriages and the voices of the
multitude made too great a noise.
Those persons who were walking outside the town, where the houses were farther apart, with gardens or little fields between
them, could see the evening sky still better, and heard the sound of the bell much more distinctly. It was as if the tones came from a
church in the still forest; people looked thitherward, and felt their minds attuned most solemnly.
A long time passed, and people said to each other--"I wonder if there is a church out in the wood? The bell has a tone that is
wondrous sweet; let us stroll thither, and examine the matter nearer." And the rich people drove out, and the poor walked, but the
way seemed strangely long to them; and when they came to a clump of willows which grew on the skirts of the forest, they sat
down, and looked up at the long branches, and fancied they were now in the depth of the green wood. The confectioner of the town
came out, and set up his booth there; and soon after came another confectioner, who hung a bell over his stand, as a sign or
ornament, but it had no clapper, and it was tarred over to preserve it from the rain. When all the people returned home, they said it
had been very romantic, and that it was quite a different sort of thing to a pic-nic or tea-party. There were three persons who
asserted they had penetrated to the end of the forest, and that they had always heard the wonderful sounds of the bell, but it had
seemed to them as if it had come from the town. One wrote a whole poem about it, and said the bell sounded like the voice of a
mother to a good dear child, and that no melody was sweeter than the tones of the bell. The king of the country was also observant
of it, and vowed that he who could discover whence the sounds proceeded, should have the title of "Universal Bell-ringer," even if it
were not really a bell.
Many persons now went to the wood, for the sake of getting the place, but one only returned with a sort of explanation; for nobody
went far enough, that one not further than the others. However, he said that the sound proceeded from a very large owl, in a hollow
tree; a sort of learned owl, that continually knocked its head against the branches. But whether the sound came from his head or
from the hollow tree, that no one could say with certainty. So now he got the place of "Universal Bell-ringer," and wrote yearly a
short treatise "On the Owl"; but everybody was just as wise as before.
It was the day of confirmation. The clergyman had spoken so touchingly, the children who were confirmed had been greatly moved;
it was an eventful day for them; from children they become all at once grown-up-persons; it was as if their infant souls were now to
fly all at once into persons with more understanding. The sun was shining gloriously; the children that had been confirmed went out
of the town; and from the wood was borne towards them the sounds of the unknown bell with wonderful distinctness. They all
immediately felt a wish to go thither; all except three. One of them had to go home to try on a ball-dress; for it was just the dress
and the ball which had caused her to be confirmed this time, for otherwise she would not have come; the other was a poor boy,
who had borrowed his coat and boots to be confirmed in from the innkeeper's son, and he was to give them back by a certain hour;
the third said that he never went to a strange place if his parents were not with him--that he had always been a good boy hitherto,
and would still be so now that he was confirmed, and that one ought not to laugh at him for it: the others, however, did make fun of
him, after all.

There were three, therefore, that did not go; the others hastened on. The sun shone, the birds sang, and the children sang too,
and each held the other by the hand; for as yet they had none of them any high office, and were all of equal rank in the eye of
God.
But two of the youngest soon grew tired, and both returned to town; two little girls sat down, and twined garlands, so they did
not go either; and when the others reached the willow-tree, where the confectioner was, they said, "Now we are there! In reality
the bell does not exist; it is only a fancy that people have taken into their heads!"
At the same moment the bell sounded deep in the wood, so clear and solemnly that five or six determined to penetrate
somewhat further. It was so thick, and the foliage so dense, that it was quite fatiguing to proceed. Woodroof and anemonies grew
almost too high; blooming convolvuluses and blackberry-bushes hung in long garlands from tree to tree, where the nightingale
sang and the sunbeams were playing: it was very beautiful, but it was no place for girls to go; their clothes would get so torn.
Large blocks of stone lay there, overgrown with moss of every colour; the fresh spring bubbled forth, and made a strange gurgling
sound.
"That surely cannot be the bell," said one of the children, lying down and listening. "This must be looked to." So he remained, and
let the others go on without him.
They afterwards came to a little house, made of branches and the bark of trees; a large wild apple-tree bent over it, as if it would
shower down all its blessings on the roof, where roses were blooming. The long stems twined round the gable, on which there
hung a small bell.
Was it that which people had heard? Yes, everybody was unanimous on the subject, except one, who said that the bell was too
small and too fine to be heard at so great a distance, and besides it was very different tones to those that could move a human
heart in such a manner. It was a king's son who spoke; whereon the others said, "Such people always want to be wiser than
everybody else."
They now let him go on alone; and as he went, his breast was filled more and more with the forest solitude; but he still heard the
little bell with which the others were so satisfied, and now and then, when the wind blew, he could also hear the people singing
who were sitting at tea where the confectioner had his tent; but the deep sound of the bell rose louder; it was almost as if an
organ were accompanying it, and the tones came from the left hand, the side where the heart is placed. A rustling was heard in
the bushes, and a little boy stood before the King's Son, a boy in wooden shoes, and with so short a jacket that one could see
what long wrists he had. Both knew each other: the boy was that one among the children who could not come because he had to
go home and return his jacket and boots to the innkeeper's son. This he had done, and was now going on in wooden shoes and in
his humble dress, for the bell sounded with so deep a tone, and with such strange power, that proceed he must. "Why, then, we
can go together," said the King's Son. But the poor child that had been confirmed was quite ashamed; he looked at his wooden
shoes, pulled at the short sleeves of his jacket, and said that he was afraid he could not walk so fast; besides, he thought that the
bell must be looked for to the right; for that was the place where all sorts of beautiful things were to be found.
"But there we shall not meet," said the King's Son, nodding at the same time to the poor boy, who went into the darkest, thickest
part of the wood, where thorns tore his humble dress, and scratched his face and hands and feet till they bled. The King's Son got
some scratches too; but the sun shone on his path, and it is him that we will follow, for he was an excellent and resolute youth.

"I must and will find the bell," said he, "even if I am obliged to go to the end of the world."
The ugly apes sat upon the trees, and grinned. "Shall we thrash him?" said they. "Shall we thrash him? He is the son of a king!"
But on he went, without being disheartened, deeper and deeper into the wood, where the most wonderful flowers were growing.
There stood white lilies with blood-red stamina, sky blue tulips, which shone as they waved in the winds, and apple-trees, the
apples of which looked exactly like large soap bubbles: so only think how the trees must have sparkled in the sunshine! Around
the nicest green meads, where the deer were playing in the grass, grew magnificent oaks and beeches; and if the bark of one of
the trees was cracked, there grass and long creeping plants grew in the crevices. And there were large calm lakes there too, in
which white swans were swimming, and beat the air with their wings. The King's Son often stood still and listened. He thought the
bell sounded from the depths of these still lakes; but then he remarked again that the tone proceeded not from there, but farther
off, from out the depths of the forest.
The sun now set: the atmosphere glowed like fire. It was still in the woods, so very still; and he fell on his knees, sung his evening
hymn, and said: "I cannot find what I seek; the sun is going down, and night is coming--the dark, dark night. Yet perhaps I may be
able once more to see the round red sun before he entirely disappears. I will climb up yonder rock."
And he seized hold of the creeping-plants, and the roots of trees--climbed up the moist stones where the water-snakes were
writhing and the toads were croaking--and he gained the summit before the sun had quite gone down. How magnificent was the
sight from this height! The sea--the great, the glorious sea, that dashed its long waves against the coast--was stretched out before
him. And yonder, where sea and sky meet, stood the sun, like a large shining altar, all melted together in the most glowing
colours. And the wood and the sea sang a song of rejoicing, and his heart sang with the rest: all nature was a vast holy church, in
which the trees and the buoyant clouds were the pillars, flowers and grass the velvet carpeting, and heaven itself the large cupola.
The red colours above faded away as the sun vanished, but a million stars were lighted, a million lamps shone; and the King's Son
spread out his arms towards heaven, and wood, and sea; when at the same moment, coming by a path to the right, appeared, in
his wooden shoes and jacket, the poor boy who had been confirmed with him. He had followed his own path, and had reached
the spot just as soon as the son of the king had done. They ran towards each other, and stood together hand in hand in the vast
church of nature and of poetry, while over them sounded the invisible holy bell: blessed spirits floated around them, and lifted up
their voices in a rejoicing hallelujah!
http://www.worldoftales.com/fairy_tales/Hans_Christian_Andersen/the%20bell.html

Story Breakdown
Page 1 – The story starts off with two children playing together, who are
neighbours, in one of their gardens.
Page 2 – All of a sudden, the children hear the ringing sound, of a bell, off in the
distance which sounds at sunrise and sunset. They wonder where the ringing is
from. This also means it’s time for bed.
Page 3 – The children are woken by the sound of the bell again.
Page 4 – They set out by themselves to find the bell.
Page 5 – On their travels, they come to the woods and enter.
Page 6 – They bump into a friendly old owl who tells them where to go.
Page 7 – They bump into a friendly old fox who tells them where to go.
Page 8 – They bump into a friendly old reindeer who tells them where to go.
Page 9 – They struggle a bit, getting covered with mud and dirt and almost
tumbling down hills.
Page 10 – They come out to a cliff side where they see a large bird. It is now
sunset and the bird calls out. The bird sings and his voice chimes like the sound
of a bell.
Page 11 – They peer over the cliff side to see a sea full of mystical creatures and
the sunset on the horizon of the water.

Draft Script
Page 1
(The sun is setting)
Narrator: Both Charlie and Olivia were playing in the back garden of Olivia’s house.
Page 2
Narrator: All of a sudden, they heard the ringing of a bell off in the distance.
Charlie: I wish we could find out where that sound is coming from.
Olivia: Nobody has ever found the bell.
Page 3
(The sun is rising)
Narrator: The children were both woken from their dreams when the sound of the bell rang signalling the start of the day.
Page 4
(The sun is at it’s highest)
Narrator: The children stand at the gate of Charlie’s house, playing catch with a small ball.
Charlie: I think we should go and find the bell.
Olivia: But Charlie, it would be dangerous. I have heard bad things about the bell. People have gone to look and have never come back.
Charlie: That’s just a story, Olivia, come on lets go!
Page 5
Narrator: The children set out on their adventure together. They run, heading towards the wooded area at the end of their village.
Page 6
Narrator: The children run through the woods and bump into a strange creature. It’s a friendly old owl.
Owl: Hello children, where must you be heading?
Olivia: We’re trying to find the bell
Owl: Well then you must go that way.
Narrator: The owl pointed at a large hill.
Page 7
Narrator: The children are now at the top of the hill, out of energy, and have bumped into a fox.
Fox: Hello children, where must you be heading?
Charlie: We’re trying to find the bell
Fox: Well then you must go that way.
Narrator: The fox pointed to a dark and gloomy pathway.
Page 8
Narrator: The children are now at the end of the scary pathway and have just bumped into a friendly old reindeer.
Reindeer: Hello children, where must you be heading?
Both children: We’re trying to find the bell!
Reindeer: Well then you must go that way.
Narrator: The Reindeer pointed towards a hill going down. The children looked tired now.
Page 9
Narrator: The children carefully make their way down the hill but they are covered with dirt and their clothes are tattered.
Olivia: I’m tired and I want to go home.
Charlie: It will be ok Olivia. We’re nearly there.
Page 10
Narrator: Charlie and Olivia come out to a cliff side where the sun is close to setting. A large bird is perched on a rock and he is singing but he isn’t whistling. Instead, the bird is
singing like the ringing of a bell.
Charlie: We found the bell!
Page 11
Narrator: The children peer over the cliff to see a sea of mystical creatures
Olivia: Wow, this is amazing!

Final Script
Page 1
Large apple trees tower over the freshly cut green grass of the long stretch of garden. Over the fence, the sun is setting in the distance and the sky is burning
orange. Two young children run in circles playing a game of tag.
Page 2
In the distance, the chime of a large bell had started to ring, gaining the children’s attention. They looked over at one another. “I wish we could find out where that
sound was coming from,” said Olivia.
‘Nobody has ever found the bell,” said Charlie. Over in the distance a voice called out to the children.
“Time for bed now Olivia,” said her mother.
Page 3 –
The next day, the sun is rising and both Olivia and Charlie are woken, from their dreams by the chime of the bell ringing once again.
Page 4
Charlie and Olivia are now playing outside the gate of Charlie’s house with a small ball. It’s already lunch time and the sun was at its highest. Charlie turned to
Olivia and said “I think we should go and find the bell.
” But Charlie, it would be dangerous. I have heard bad things about the bell. People have gone to look and have never come back!” Olivia cried.
“That’s just a story to scare us Olivia. Come on let’s go!” Charlie said excitedly.
Page 5
The children set out on their adventure together, running towards the wooded area at the end of the village where the fir trees stand tall.
Page 6
They bump into an old and wise owl who sits in the trees, watching over the ground beneath him. “ Hello children, where must you be heading?” Said the owl.
”We’re trying to find the bell!” said Olivia, looking up to the owl.
“Well then you must go that way.” The owl said pointing his wing towards a hill.
Page 7
The children get to the top of the hill, out of breath, when a small fluffy fox wanders past. She turns towards the children and says “Hello children, where must you
be heading?”
We’re trying to find the bell!” said Charlie.
“Well then you must go that way.” The fluffy orange fox said, pointing towards a dark and gloomy pathway. The children looked over and sighed.
Page 8
The children get to the end of the scary pathway shaking when a reindeer jumps out from the hedge in front of them. ”Hello children, where must you be
heading?” He says looking at the two.
“We’re trying to find the bell!” Said both of the children.
“Well then you must go that way.” The reindeer says, pointing towards a slippery looking slope.
Page 9
Charlie and Olivia struggle, getting down the slope, as it is very steep. Their clothes are slightly torn and tattered and they are cold. “I’m tired and I want to go
home!” Olivia cried to Charlie.
“It will be ok Olivia. I think were nearly there!” Charlie says taking her hand and guiding her down the slope.
Page 10
The children come to an opening in the trees which leads to a cliff side. Close to the cliff is a large bird perched on a piece of wood. The sun is setting and
reflecting off the water. The bird sings and its voice chimes like a bell. “We found the bell!” Charlie says excitedly.
Page 11
Over the edge of the cliff is a sea full of mystical creatures. “This is amazing!” Olivia says as she peers over the edge with Charlie by her side.

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