to draw pictures (or provide photographs) to accompany a book or other writing
I write and illustrate children’s books.
The directions to assemble it have accompanying illustrations that identify each part.
The magazine is called "Sports Illustrated" because of the photos.
She was dressed to play golf, and I remember thinking she looked like a good illustration, her chin raised a little jauntily, her hair the color of an autumn leaf, her face the same brown tint as the fingerless glove on her knee.
F. Scott Fitzgerald -- The Great Gatsby
Some of the potions had effects almost too gruesome to think about, and there were some very unpleasant illustrations, which included a man who seemed to have been turned inside out and a witch sprouting several extra pairs of arms out of her head.
J.K. Rowling -- Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Many months later, he would also paint over the cover of that book and give it a new title, after one of the stories he would write and illustrate inside it.
Markus Zusak -- The Book Thief
"Someone asked me to write a children’s book, with illustrations of animals," Ruth said.
Amy Tan -- The Bonesetter’s Daughter
She used to be a children’s-book illustrator.
R.J. Palacio -- Wonder
’But I’ve lots of illustrated papers left.’ He turned to the pile of papers in the corner and took up a heap six inches thick.
Edith Nesbit -- The Railway Children
This was in 1916, before the country had become wholesome and sterile, and the Brevoort was a tumult of French uniforms, caviar, Louis, dangling neckties, Nuits St. Georges, illustrators, Grand Marnier, British Intelligence officers, brokers, conversation, and Martell, V.O. "It’s a fine crazy bunch," said Martin.
Sinclair Lewis -- Arrowsmith
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This altogether admirable tradition rules the vaudeville stage, facetious illustrators, and syndicated newspaper humor, but out of actual life it passed forty years ago.
Sinclair Lewis -- Main Street
He was also a good illustrator, and he drew the pictures for his own books.
Michael Crichton -- Jurassic Park
Back at two o’clock in the Roi George corridor the beauty of Nicole had been to the beauty of Rosemary as the beauty of Leonardo’s girl was to that of the girl of an illustrator.
F. Scott Fitzgerald -- Tender is the Night
I lent them to an exhibition of old children’s books in Genoa: a lavishly illustrated special edition, a copy with a signed dedication by the illustrator, and the two copies that belonged to my own children with all their scribbled comments — I always asked them to mark the bits they liked best — and finally my own personal copy.
Cornelia Funke -- Inkheart
Newspaper correspondents and reporters and illustrators from such distant cities as Buffalo, Rochester, Chicago, New York and Boston, were already arriving as everybody knew or saw, to either interview or make sketches or take photos of Clyde, Mason, the surviving members of the Alden family, et cetera, while locally Mason was the recipient of undiluted praise, even the Democratic voters in the county joining with the Republicans in assuring each other that Mason was all right, that he…
Theodore Dreiser -- An American Tragedy
Even the sea, a band of navy blue at night or turquoise at noon, was the unmistakable creation of a compassionate illustrator, and fit tightly within the intarsia of fields and sky polished by a weightless fume of silver light.
Mark Helprin -- A Soldier of the Great War
There is a pen-and-ink drawing on page eleven by her father, an illustrator for the magazine: a view of the North Calcutta skyline sketched from the roof of their flat one foggy January morning.
Jhumpa Lahiri -- The Namesake
I was in college, Lori had become an illustrator at a comic-book company, Maureen lived with Lori and went to high school, and Brian, who had wanted to be a cop ever since he’d had to call a policeman to our house in Phoenix to break up a fight between Mom and Dad, had become a warehouse foreman and was serving on the auxiliary force until he was old enough to take the police department’s entrance exam.
Jeannette Walls -- The Glass Castle
His real name was Herman Sluring; Pickwick was the name Betsie and I used between ourselves because he looked so incredibly like the illustrator’s drawing in our copy of Dickens.