Illustrator Gallery - Laurie Richardson Johnson
Laurie Richardson Johnson
Before scampering off to kindergarten, I hid a bar of my grandmother’s homemade soap in the pocket of my blue jacket. The soap and sidewalks were perfect for drawing, especially the ones a block over–outside my boundary. Each day I drew more and more, arriving later and later to school. After one pokey and happy drawing time, I opened the door to my classroom and who should be there but my mother! I was thrilled! She was not. My on-the-way-to school sidewalk drawing came to an end, but I managed to keep Grandma’s soap in my pocket, in case I needed it (which I did). Even though I’ve graduated from soap to other story drawing and writing materials, making marks on clean, waiting pages and surfaces is still exciting.I now live under a canopy of mature trees, not far from the confluence of the Mississippi and Minnesota Rivers (Bdote, sacred land of the Dakota) and beside a vegetable garden. If three or four people hold hands, they’d encircle the magnificent Elm in our backyard. Our family has grown up under its friendly and protective presence which is home to all sorts of creatures. When it’s not winter, my favorite place to read, draw, and dream is under the shady leaves of the Elm. I am also a museum educator, privileged to work with people of all ages, abilities, backgrounds, and cultures.