Cover Makeover #8 and this one I almost didn’t do.
I had the choice of doing either the novel or the movie. I opted for doing the novel. Here is the original cover (I assume one of many):
I don’t have any photos of prisons, of green trucks, of anything like the above, so I read Wikipedia’s entry for the book to get a feel for the novel. On a side note, in the process I confirmed my lack of interest in reading it.
Anyway, where was I? Oh, yeah . . . making the cover. After thinking about it for a few minutes, I picked these shots . . .
The hallway of arches is from Old Fort Jackson in Savannah, Georgia. I cropped it and played with the colors to get this:
Next, I wanted to add three elements to the scene. I don’t have a photo of an electric chair, but I did have the photo of the mattress spring. I figured the two cross springs and a few loops might give the impression of something electrical. I blended the spring into the background at the end of the hallway.
A few of the covers have a vintage truck driving at night (probably John going to heal the warden’s wife). I took the B&W truck and tinted it . . .
It too got blended into the hallway, and I added the beams of light in Photoshop.
Here’s what that looks like.
The third item I wanted was a reference to Johns presence in the hallway. Of course, I don’t have any such photo . . . but I could hint at the ghost of his shadow.
I thought the cover was a tad too dark, so I bumped up the exposure and increased the saturation.
As usual, I like my effort . . . but I’m sort of biased.
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