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Edward Randolph Emberley was born in Malden, Massachusetts on October 19, 1931.
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Ed and Barbara Emberley live in a three hundred-year-old Colonial saltbox home in Ipswich, Massachusetts.
Ed Emberley's Jumbo
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Ed Emberley's jumbo Jamboree
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Ed Emberley's Jumbo Color Drawing Book
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Rebecca Emberley
is the author and illustrator of many books for young people. Her most recent picture book, Three Cool Kids, puts a contemporary, urban slant on "The Three Bill Goats Gruff." In a starred review, School Library Journal said of it, "The text is witty the illustrations whimsical, and the combination utterly charming." Ms. Emberley lives in Newbur yport, Massachusetts, with her husband and daughter.
Michael Emberley
The short story:
Michael Emberley has been writing and illustrating children's books since 1979. He grew up in Ipswich, Massac husetts, just north of Boston and now lives in San Diego, California. He has no art degree, no writing degree, no kids, no house and no pets but he does have a lot of pencils and a pretty decent stereo. He also has a sister an d father (Rebecca and Ed) who also make children's books. His hobbies include bicycle racing, bike riding, cyc ling, mountain biking and avoiding driving. He bought his first television set at age of forty so he could watch a bi ke race and his first car a few years later because there's no subway in California.
The long story:
I was born in Boston and grew up in a three hundred year old Colonial house on a river in Ipswich MA. It is a mo stly suburban area, but with woods and vast salt marshes that lead to the beaches and the ocean beyond. We w ere close enough that even as a child I could row a small boat to the sea from our house. My father, illustrator E d Emberley, was in love with boats of all kinds, but especially sail boats. As a family we sailed most summers ar ound the area from Maine to Nantucket. And though I was to adopt the habit of drawing pictures for books from m y father, I never developed the same passion for the sea. It was the bicycle, and racing the winding roads of Ne w England that grabbed me with a similar intensity. And to this day, I spend at least as much time riding as drawi ng, probably more.
This pattern of not being consumed with illustrating and writing as my only interest I am sure I picked up from my father's example. I pursue it with passion...but I also pursue other things with passion as well. I am curious abo ve all, curious about everything. Curious about how and why things are as they are. How people behave, what d rives them. What makes a light bulb work? Why do we eat with a fork and when did we start? Silly things. In Scho ol I was told I asked too many questions. I think a scientist would have been a good choice for another career. S peaking of school, I was never a good student, a classic underachiever. I have only a little formal art instruction at the college level, a few months here and there. The Rhode Island School of Design being the best known of th e lot. I think I was there for three months.
So I became an author/Illustrator for two reasons: It was around the house-my Mother, Father, and sister and I were always dabbling in arts and crafts, including helping my father with work. Then I woke up one day as a late teenager and realized I needed to get a job. My second revelation was that I was not qualified for much and with my work ethic at school, had little to get me into a university. I could draw a little, so I tried illustrating. My prospe cts were limited. I had little choice.
So this is how it started. Not with a higher calling, or the pursuit of a lifelong dream. I needed a profession, I nee ded money. I even had my first book published before I got into Art School, but I did not tell anyone because it se emed kind of pretentious.
Now even though this sounds a little crass or unromantic, this is the reason many great artists and writers have been motivated to produce. After doing three books, two of which were drawing books almost identical to my fath ers more famous work, I stopped illustrating and took a job creating computer graphics for an oil industry educati onal publisher. I had to bluff my way into the job since I had only spent about an hour on a computer in my life. B ut I was a fast learner.
Then I took a year to travel to Australia and New Zealand, and to decide what to do for the rest of my life. With pr ospects still limited, I chose children's books but this time I really chose it, and decided to teach myself to write (with the help of some understanding friends who read and commented on early drafts). This took about another year of living very close to the poverty line as I wrote and illustrated five dummy books to take to publishers.
Ruby was the first of this second batch of books, followed by The Present and Welcome Back Sun. I then met au thor Robie Harris at an autographing event and embarked on a series of nonfiction books on growing up and sex uality. A stretch you might think, but I am curious about everything remember, and Robie sold me on her vision an d on her. We are good friends as well as partners, and the long hours we spend trying to make a complicated to pic into readable, useful books have been incredibly rewarding.
I do what pleases me, even when it means doing far more work than I could ever be compensated for. I like to do things the best way I know how. I like to be challenged. And then hope for the best. I can't think too much about the best business or marketing decisions. If I am happy and interested, I do my best work. If I get bored with wha t I am doing, it shows.
I began illustrating because I needed money, but now I truly appreciate what I do. I can keep myself from being b ored by doing a variety of book projects and using different techniques. This is more difficult than mastering one style but it is the only way for me.
I can also pretty much make my own schedule, which makes it easier to train and race the bicycle (my other non paying job) and it allows time to stare into space. Something I have learned is important for me. If I don't have a g ood deal of "nothing time", my creativity and motivation dries up. All of this limits how much work I can produce, b ut I have accepted the tradeoff of money (and possible fame!), for a slower, more varied quality of life. I simply co uld not work at my desk all day every day like some artists or writers do.
I still think I'm getting away with something, and one day I'll be told I have to get a real job. It frightens me. But be ing an author and illustrator allows me to learn and discover about people and the world. I weave my curiosity in to each paragraph and drawing.
And going through my mind the whole time is; "is this good enough?" and "No, but the next one is going to be rea lly good!"