She once wrote a book entitled She Was Nice To Mice, but evidently actress Ally Sheedy also has a soft spot for pigs. Caricature from The New York Observer.
Last Monday l took the kids for an outing with another family to Oaks Park, the local roller rink I used to skate at back when I was a teenager. l hadn’t been skating in years,and I figured it was about time for the kids to learn- Rebecca is already pretty good on ice skates. My accident happened when I decided to take a break from circling the rink and get a drink. Decelerating as I went from the wood rink to the carpeted outer area, I heard a pop and stumbled- I thought somehow the shoe had broken until an Oaks employee pointed out my broken shin and asked if I wanted someone to call 911(Please disregard any rumors you may have heard that my broken leg resulted from a rinkside run-in with Tonya Harding).. Eve has done research and tells me this injury happens to a lot of guys like me- that is, middle-aged hotdogs with an old man’s brittle bones- though it usually results from something more macho like a football tackle or a motorcycle crash. At least my downfall didn’t happen to cheesy organ music- the rink has switched to nonstop oldies.
l was taken by ambulance to Legacy Emanuel, where I received excellent care, had surgery the next day and got home the day before Thanksgiving. I had hoped to get some comics drawn during my hospital stay but I was on heavy medication and mostly took naps.This was all I could manage:
I have known my friend Geoff for something like forty years. We met at school, were roommates in New York for a while and corresponded when we lived in different cities. Now he lives nearby and comes over every couple of weeks to show me movies. Geoff is a serious film buff whose tastes run to obscure noir and horror, and I believe he sees it as his mission to fill in the gaps in my education. The last film he brought over, The World’s Greatest Sinner, is so obscure it never had a theatrical release, even though it stars and was written and directed by one of my favorite actors, Timothy Carey. A tall, memorably sinister John Turturro type, Carey was usually cast as a secondary thug in obscure crime pictures, but he had small parts in East Of Eden and The Wild One, and larger ones in a couple of classic Stanley Kubrick pictures, The Killing and Paths Of Glory (probably his best performance- one of Carey’s persistent mannerisms was grinding his teeth like a bad Kirk Douglas imitator, but in this one he lays off, possibly because Kirk himself is the star). His distinctive mug almost makes caricature redundant, but here goes:
A caricature of Dr. Ruth from the New York Observer. She’s attending the Royal Inaugural Ball thrown by Queen Silvia of Sweden- because SOMEONE has to teach those royals how to propagate.
But the show must go on. Specifically, Ricky Gervais doing standup in New York. Drawing from the New York Observer.
Our friends Elizabeth and Potato had their wedding at our house earlier this month. They are both radio DJ’s who host a show Monday nights on KPSU called Attack of The Killer Eggplant. As we were cleaning up after the wedding I noticed some white painted wooden discs sitting in the trash- these had been supports for the various layers of the wedding cake. They are meant to be thrown away, but it occurred to me they might be excellent panels to paint on, so I rescued a few. Here is the first one I’ve been working on, a fisheye view of the Ira Keller Fountain covering half the visual field, a flat equivalent to the spherical paintings I’ve been doing on bowling balls and world globes:
Three recent caricature pieces. John Lennon and Chris Isaak, both from The New York Observer, and Sarah Palin from lnx. Continue reading Two Pop Stars and a Novelty Act
This one doesn’t have that much to do with the story, which is about dressing your pet up for Halloween, but the chance to draw Obama putting lipstick on a pig was too good to pass up. Published in the New York Observer.
I drew this story back in June. I was experimentally trying to do the 24 hour comic thing on a smaller scale, turning out a page an hour for six hours. In the end I fell short, winding up with five pages for six hour’s work. Most likely it was the extra time l spent writing all the rhymed dialogue that tripped me up. Nevertheless, l had so much fun doing this one that it inspired my new all-rhyming series Anapest. See the entire comic at Top Shelf.