ML’s never had a specific imaginary friend, but many children do. My brother did. His name was Mr. Erp and any mischief in our house was all his fault. ML and I read The Adventures of Beekle: The Unimaginary Friend by Dan Santat fifteen minutes ago. Immediately after she went to bed, I sat down to write this post. I didn’t want to forgot to share this imaginative book.
Somewhere on a faraway island is a place where imaginary friends wait for a a child to choose them and give them a name. A fluffy white monster waits and waits and waits, but his friend never comes. So he decides to take a boat to the real world. It’s a very strange place until he sees something familiar. He follows this familiar thing and ends up at a playground where their are lots of children with imaginary friends. It’s a lonely place for him because everyone already has an imaginary friend. Finally when he’s at his loneliest sighing in a tree, a girl finds him and names him Beekle.
My synopsis doesn’t do the book justice. The words of the book are paced perfectly. They are also hand lettered. Dan Santat’s handwriting is much better than mine. (First and only C in my life was in 3rd grade for handwriting.) You may be wondering how I know the letters are handwritten. When you read the page with all the publication information you learn interesting things.
The mixed media illustrations using pencil, crayon, watercolor, ink and Adobe Photoshop evoke all the worlds experienced with a perfect palette for each scene. From the colorful world of the island… to the blah black and white city filled with adults rushing here and there… to the exciting playground featuring exotic imaginary friends… to the muted fall colors of the lonely time in the tree… and finally to the kaleidoscope of adventures Beekle has with his friend after she names him.
I have no memory of a specific imaginary friend. Do you?