As a quiet youngster in school I seemed to attract a parade of weirdo kids to me I didn't want to talk to. This is one of them I remember, right down to the his 80s short shorts. Even in the 80s I thought they were too short. This kid was a know it all and was picked on by everyone and I probably shunned him at some point.
I always felt sorry for him, and in the back of my head knew revenge would be his and he would make millions of dollars by inventing a world wide communication network (or something). Years later in my 20s I saw him, fat and with pony tail, working the register at some fast food place. I hope in the years since he has had his revenge.
The art show at the Ruby Room was last Saturday. The event was promoted everywhere right outside the convention center and at the Giant Robot booth.
I think we all had fun. The first half of the night was filled with cool people and music. The second half of the night turned into a different crowd. They were there to see a heavy metal band and not see paintings by someone who holds their pinky up when they drink.
Lots of friends showed up old and new. A couple were there just by coincidence.
Here are a few of my favorite pieces I did for the night.
All my cartoons and projects are being kept in shrouded secrecy for now. In the mean time here are a million sketches from a sketchbook I just finished. Most of the people were drawn at Tea n' More a couple I drew while at APE and a few at the Living Room in the college area.
Two weeks ago Eric Evenson and I painted at a bar down in PB. The result is the crappy painting below. It looked much better in the dim light at the bar. It was the first time I used gouche, and I liked it a lot.
Just got back from Cripple Con 2 the other night and am still recovering. Cripple con is a crazy art competition between 85 sick and twisted artists where anything goes (...anything..). We are in a "Shining" type hotel on the out skirts of Kansas City in the middle of winter. Its like being trapped on a comfortable island filled with drawing and drunken debauchery. We will all spend the next year trying to redeem ourselves as decent human beings.