![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Schoenherr's “impressionistic” close‐ups of bat and babe are so unfocused and hard to distinguish that at times I was left feeling blind as a you-know-what.īy Michael de Larrabeiti. His dark, sweeping vistas, in midnight blue and black, have a certain somber power of their own nevertheless they work against the light, airborne grace of Mr. This gently cadenced nocturne about a mother bat and her newborn baby is one of the poems from the late Randall Jarrell's allegoric fantasy, “The Bat‐Poet.” The verse's simple language and spare, evocative imagery make it an inspired choice for illustrations, yet John Schoenherr's artwork doesn't match either the mood or sensibility here. But the clear, step-bystep photos are bound to appeal to the master builder in all of us, and as far as grounding kids in the ABC's of house building, this book provides a pleasantly solid foundation.īy Randall Jarrell. (Ages 6 to 8) simple chronicle of the construction skims over a lot of nuts and bolts details (e.g., framing squares and levels are merely mentioned, not explained). Blandings would be weak with envy at the ease with which this dream house is built: from Day 1, when young Pete watches bulldozers clear the land, right up until the time his family moves into their ranchstyle manse, the whole job goes without a hitch. ![]()
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