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There's no place like home...
There's no place like home...
There's no place like home...
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I am a Kansan-born and raised. I live in the sunflower state to this day. Why Kansas? To be honest, I've asked myself that very question. I love the mountains. There are no mountains in Kansas. I enjoy the beach. The oceans are far, far away. Put simply, Kansas just feels like home.
Growing up, home was a big white house in the country with a red shingle roof and a porch swing. There were trees to climb, horses to ride, a pasture to explore. On hot windy days I swam in the pond. During winter my sister and I laced up the skates, scooped snow from the dark ice and played hockey with brooms and a rubber ball. Falling was no problem as we each wore at least three pair of pants--plenty of padding! My home in the country was a wonderful place to grow and exercise my imagination.
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Boots, Bridle and Spurs My grandpa gave me a horse when I was three. She was a chestnut Appaloosa with a sugar-white blanket sprinkled over her hips. We called her Misty. I enjoyed riding in the local horse shows and the county fair but the horseback experiences I treasure are the weeks I spent with my dad in Colorado's backcountry. We rode for miles through dense forest and traversed shale slides on narrow trails so high the trees don't grow and snow remains throughout the summer. At night we camped at the edge of alpine meadows where the hobbled horses could graze. One morning we woke to find the horses missing. We finally caught up to them miles down the trail. They were headed home without us!
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Lay-ups, Line drives and Touchdowns When I was a toddler, my favorite toy was a ball, so it's no surprise that I spent a good deal of my youth on the court, diamond, and field. Growing up in the country meant there weren't any pick-up games with the neighborhood kids. Sometimes I recruited my little sister for a game of one-on-one tackle football. Invariably the fun ended with Kristin in tears and me promising to play "school" with her if only she wouldn't tell on me for playing too rough! Organized baseball started in Kindergarten, basketball in fourth grade, and my favorite, football, in sixth grade. I played all three sports through high school.
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Paper, Pencil and Imagination If I wasn't outside, I could usually be found stretched out on my bedroom floor, drawing. I've always liked to draw and exhibited a knack for capturing a likeness on paper at an early age. I was lucky to have parents that encouraged me to pursue my talent, supplying me with "how-to-draw" books and plenty of art supplies. I entered art contests and the county fair, winning a few awards and ribbons. In high school I even sold some of my paintings-my first clue that this could be my job!
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In 1985 I went to Kansas University to study illustration. At the end of my senior year I visited New York to show my work to picture book editors and art directors. I was very fortunate to meet an editor who was looking for someone to illustrate a story about an exuberant grandpa with a lust for life and a booming singing voice. That story was Grandpa's Song, by Tony Johnston, and it proved to be my first opportunity to illustrate a picture book! Since then I've illustrated nearly twenty books.
I live near Kansas City with my wife and daughter, a dog, two rats, and a gecko. When I'm not drawing and painting, I enjoy remodeling projects around the house and figuring out what trees, shrubs and flowers will look nice in our yard. I also enjoy visiting schools to talk with students about illustrating picture books.
Copyright © 2005 Bradley D. Sneed

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