Dec 13, 2024
I recently finished a character design mentorship and wanted to share some of the things I did for an Anne of green Gables reimagination!
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I recently finished a character design mentorship and wanted to share some of the things I did for an Anne of green Gables reimagination!
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MATTHEW was having a bad ten minutes of it. He had come into the kitchen, in the twilight of a cold, gray December evening, and had sat down in the woodbox corner to take off his heavy boots, unconscious of the fact that Anne and a bevy of her schoolmates were having a practice of “The Fairy Queen” in the sitting room. Presently they came trooping through the hall and out into the kitchen, laughing and chattering gaily. They did not see Matthew, who shrank bashfully back into the shadows beyond the woodbox with a boot in one hand and a bootjack in the other, and he watched them shyly for the aforesaid ten minutes as they put on caps and jackets and talked about the dialogue and the concert. Anne stood among them, bright eyed and animated as they; but Matthew suddenly became conscious that there was something about her different from her mates. And what worried Matthew was that the difference impressed him as being something that should not exist. Anne had a brighter face, and bigger, starrier eyes, and more delicate features than the other; even shy, unobservant Matthew had learned to take note of these things; but the difference that disturbed him did not consist in any of these respects. Then in what did it consist?
Matthew was haunted by this question long after the girls had gone, arm in arm, down the long, hard-frozen lane and Anne had betaken herself to her books. He could not refer it to Marilla, who, he felt, would be quite sure to sniff scornfully and remark that the only difference she saw between Anne and the other girls was that they sometimes kept their tongues quiet while Anne never did. This, Matthew felt, would be no great help.
He had recourse to his pipe that evening to help him study it out, much to Marilla’s disgust. After two hours of smoking and hard reflection Matthew arrived at a solution of his problem. Anne was not dressed like the other girls!
The more Matthew thought about the matter the more he was convinced that Anne never had been dressed like the other girls—never since she had come to Green Gables. Marilla kept her clothed in plain, dark dresses, all made after the same unvarying pattern. If Matthew knew there was such a thing as fashion in dress it was as much as he did; but he was quite sure that Anne’s sleeves did not look at all like the sleeves the other girls wore. He recalled the cluster of little girls he had seen around her that evening—all gay in waists of red and blue and pink and white—and he wondered why Marilla always kept her so plainly and soberly gowned.
Of course, it must be all right. Marilla knew best and Marilla was bringing her up. Probably some wise, inscrutable motive was to be served thereby. But surely it would do no harm to let the child have one pretty dress—something like Diana Barry always wore. Matthew decided that he would give her one; that surely could not be objected to as an unwarranted putting in of his oar. Christmas was only a fortnight off. A nice new dress would be the very thing for a present. Matthew, with a sigh of satisfaction, put away his pipe and went to bed, while Marilla opened all the doors and aired the house.
Oh Annie. You know he doesn’t mean it know that.
Was anyone else traumatized by Matthew dying, and needed to know if Anne with a E was going to make you relive the trauma, or is it just me?
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Watching Anne with an E, on season 2 and god I love Matthew.
Maybe it’s because he reminds me of my dad, they’re around the same age(60s ish) with a pretty young daughter, like me and I can see my relationship with my dad in this show.
One of my favorite parts of Anne with an E is when we’re shown Marilla and Matthew try and figure out how to be parents. It shows us that it’s not a skill that one automatically has, but something they put effort into, and while they make mistakes they’re both doing their best to do right by Anne
If it’s not obvious from my username, I’m a big fan of found family so even though I primarily talk about shirbert when it comes to awae, I literally almost cry every time I watch the scene where Matthew says “I don’t know how you think I don’t have love in my life, I have you” or when Marilla says “you’re a wish come true I never knew I was making”, like the relationship between Anne and the cuthberts has always been the backbone and best part of the show, and I would’ve loved to see how that played out while she was away at college during season 4