from my sketchbook: daisy and violet hilton

she wore the dress and I stayed home
Many decades before another pair of namesake sisters were grabbing headlines, there was conjoined twins Daisy and Violet Hilton. Born in the English coastal town of Brighton, Daisy and Violet were joined at the hips and buttocks. While they did share blood circulation, they shared no internal organs. Their mother, an unwed barmaid named Kate Skinner, sold her daughters to her employer, Mary Hilton, who saw exploitative dollar signs. Mary trained the girls to sing, dance and play musical instruments through a regimen of threats and physical abuse. Using the stage name “The United Twins,” Mary took the girls on tour through England, Germany, Australia, and eventually the United States, performing primarily in circus sideshows. Mary kept tight control on both the money and the sisters.

After Mary died, her husband continued the tour. In 1931, Daisy and Violet sued for their freedom and were awarded a settlement of $100,000. Soon afterwards, they were cast in Tod Browning‘s controversial film Freaks. They entered vaudeville, performing expertly on the saxophone and violin and often dressed differently to reflect their individuality. In 1951, they appeared in Chained for Life, a biopic loosely based on their lives.

They performed regularly into the 1960s. After a publicity appearance at a drive-in theater in Charlotte, North Carolina, they were abandoned by their tour manager. Left with no money or means of transportation, they were forced to find employment at a local grocery store.

In January 1969, they failed to report for work. Their boss at the grocery called the police. The sisters were discovered dead in their home, victims of Hong Kong flu, part of a pandemic that claimed over 33,000 lives in the United States. Investigation revealed that Daisy had died first and Violet passed several days later. They were 60 years old.

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IF: gone fishing

If I had a boat/I'd go out on the ocean/And if I had a pony/I'd ride him on my boat

The Illustration Friday suggested topic this week is a bit strange. Although the website currently displays last week’s word “spark,” the actual topic is “gone fishing.” It seems that the guy who changes the weekly topic went on a week-long fishing trip and didn’t tell anybody the password or codeword or whatever to make the change…. and I quote:

Why hasn’t the weekly topic changed!? Well…

and I don’t have the keys to change the official topic. But that won’t get in my way. Read on.

Thomas James has gone fishing, on a much needed and much deserved week off from his fast-paced freelance life. That means a week off from a ringing cell phone, and a week off from our weekly topic.

That also means he won’t see this post until he gets back. So let’s have some fun, shall we?

If you’re like me and want to keep your Friday creative flow, use this as your topic:
GONE FISHING

And to sweeten the pot, whoever does the best job of including a likeness of Thomas (on the left above) into your image will get a free copy of my new art book when it prints next month.

So this is my interpretation of the photo above. I don’t care if I win the book.

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from my sketchbook: pascual pérez

on the outside looking in

Pascual Pérez wasn’t a great pitcher, but he certainly was an interesting one. After a brief stint with the Pittsburgh Pirates, Pascual was traded to the Atlanta Braves. He had two consecutive career seasons, winning fifteen games in 1983 and fourteen games in 1984, despite joining the team after an arrest in his native Dominican Republic for cocaine possession.

Pascual was a character on the field. Cutting quite a figure, with his gold chains and stylish Jheri-curls, he would often grind his baseballs into the dirt until sufficiently coated to his liking. He would rile opposing hitters by shooting them with an imaginary “finger gun,” as they stood at the plate. After an inning-ending strikeout, Pascual would run full speed to the dugout, as his team mates casually jogged in from their positions.

His unique “pick-off” move, keeping a runner from a potential stolen base, was legendary. Instead of sneaking a glance, as most pitchers are known to do, Pascual would bend over and eye the runner from between his legs. Sometimes, even throwing the ball to the fielder from between his legs. He also perfected the eephus pitch, a batter-baffling off-speed toss that was likened to the one used by Bugs Bunny against the Gashouse Gorillas in the cartoon Baseball Bugs.

His off-field antics were just as memorable. He missed a start in August 1982, when he got lost on Atlanta’s Interstate 285, a beltway that skirted Fulton County Stadium. He drove in circles for two hours looking for an exit ramp, until he eventually ran out of gas. He earned himself the nickname “Perimeter Pascual.”

He was released by the Braves and sat out the entire 1986 season. He joined the Montréal Expos midway through the ’87 season, where he threw a rain-shortened no-hitter in Philadelphia’s Veterans Stadium. Free agency brought Pascual to the New York Yankees. He never quite found his groove. After 17 starts and a losing record,  a violation of league drug policy ended his career.

In November 2012, 55-year old Pascual was found dead in his home in the Dominican Republic. He had been beaten to death with a hammer during a robbery.

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IF: spark

One little spark, of inspiration Is at the heart, of all creation.

I have been actively participating and contributing to Illustration Friday for over seven years. In that time, I have never missed a week. I’ve been on vacation or otherwise out of town, but I still managed to post an original illustration within the timeframe.

Lately, Illustration Friday has been a little uninspiring. I don’t know if it’s the words (they have posted words that they have already suggested several times in the past few months). Honestly, I don’t know what it is.

Perhaps I need to take a hint from my old pal Figment, the mascot of EPCOT’s Journey Into Imagination. Just one listen to his Sherman Brothers-composed theme song might be the one little spark that I’ve been missing.

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from my sketchbook: gwili andre

'Cause your eyes had a mist from the smoke of a distant fire

When 24-year old Gwili Andre (the former Gurli Andresen) arrived in Hollywood from her native Denmark, she had aspirations of movie stardom. She was undoubtedly beautiful — blond hair, blue eyes and statuesque. She was a near double for Hollywood darling Greta Garbo. Producer David O. Selznick was taken by her appearance and signed her to a contract with RKO, immediately giving her a role in 1932’s Roar of the Dragon and billing her as “America’s Most Beautiful Model.” Unfortunately, Gwili couldn’t act to save her life. Critics were unforgiving in their reviews of Roar of the Dragon, calling Gwili’s character portrayal “lifeless.”

She fulfilled her RKO contract with two “B” pictures and was released, reportedly yanked from the production of the 1934 comedy The Captain Hates the Sea. After a brief romance with millionaire Howard Hughes (possibly to evoke publicity), Gwili dropped out of the public eye. She attempted a comeback, but her reputation as a sub-par actress relegated her to minor roles in more “B” pictures.

Gwili didn’t fare much better in her personal life either. She married and divorced twice and turned to alcohol for salvation. She was rejected by both the acting and modeling industry. In 1959, one day after her 51st birthday, Gwili gathered her collection of her press clippings, publicity stills and promotional trinkets into a pile on the floor of her small, California apartment and set it on fire. She died in the blaze.

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IF: voice

There's a voice in my head that drives my heel

There is a voice inside of you
That whispers all day long,
“I feel this is right for me,
I know that this is wrong.”
No teacher, preacher, parent, friend
Or wise man can decide
What’s right for you — just listen to
The voice that speaks inside.”

― Shel Silverstein

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IF: space

giant steps are what you take
I’ve done several “space”-related illustrations. Most depicting a science fiction theme or NASA-style astronauts, even a few with television or movie references. But this one is to appease my friend  Steve, who, for years, has been trying to convince me that the 1969 Moon Landing was staged.

Happy, Steve?

Here are some of my other “space” illustrations:

Rex Afterburner

Dr. Smith and Robot from Lost in Space

Urban Spaceman

A science fiction story written by my son

A transcript of that “alleged” moon landing (one of my personal favorites)

A bit of retro science fiction

My take on Star Wars

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IF: twisted

We're goin' on a holiday now gonna take a villa or a small chalet

Earnest Evans, a cheerful, fun-loving, energetic young man from the low rent projects of Philadelphia, changed his name to Chubby Checker and cut a record in 1960. It was a cover of Hank Ballard’s “The Twist,” and Chubby turned it into a national dance craze. “The Twist” was the only single to top Billboard‘s Top 100 twice, in two separate chart runs. Chubby became a star. His follow-up, “Let’s Twist Again,” won the 1961 Grammy Award for Best Rock and Roll Solo Vocal Performance. His next single, a similarly themed duet with Dee Dee Sharp called “Slow Twistin’ ” went to Number Three on the charts. Chubby is the only recording artist to place five albums in the Top 12 all at once.

Despite international notoriety, Chubby lamented…

“The Twist” really ruined my life. I was on my way to becoming a big nightclub performer, and
“The Twist” just wiped it out. It got so out of proportion. No one ever believes I have talent.”

Chubby still tours and performs regularly.

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IF: exotic

Tahuwai la a tahuwai wai la Ehu hene la a pili koo lua la Pututui lu a ite toe la Hanu lipo ita paalai

With her dark hair, dark eyes and exotic beauty, Victoria Vetri was destined for stardom. She wrote poetry, sang and tried her hand at acting. In Hollywood, Victoria was cast in early roles portraying women from a variety of nationalities – Mexican, Italian, Native American – in motion pictures and episodic television. She turned down the offer to sing for Natalie Wood in West Side Story, choosing not to to have her talent relegated to “behind the scenes.” Victoria auditioned for, but lost, the title role in Stanley Kubrick’s Lolita.

In 1967, she appeared as Playboy‘s Miss September under the pseudonym “Angela Dorian, ” a sly play on the name of the ill-fated cruise ship SS Andrea Doria that sunk off the coast of Nantucket in 1956. Victoria was showered with gifts when she was named Playmate of the Year in 1968. Her centerfold was secretly attached to the lunar landing checklist of Apollo 12 (the second manned launch to the moon) as a prank on Mission Commander Pete Conrad. A caption was added reading “See any interesting hills or valleys?,” a reference to Victoria’s physical endowments.

She rode her Playboy fame to land a small role in the film Rosemary’s Baby. In a scene early in the movie, Mia Farrow stumbles upon Victoria in her apartment building’s laundry room and notes that she bears a striking resemblance to the actress Victoria Vetri. Victoria was listed in the film’s credits as “Angela Dorian,” and this line was inserted into the script as a joke.

In 1969, Victoria signed a long term contract with Warner Brothers and starred in the prehistoric, though anachronistic, fantasy When Dinosaurs Ruled the Earth. The low budget film, featuring Victoria in a blond wig, was very popular and a box-office hit. Victoria was regularly cast in television dramas, Westerns and comedies. She appeared in such diverse roles as sidekick to Victor Buono’s King Tut villain in Batman, an alien in the “Assignment: Earth” episode of Star Trek, and a potential mother for young Eddie Corbett in the premiere episode of The Courtship of Eddie’s Father. She even posed topless one more time, at age 40, for Playboy in a pictorial entitled “Playmates Forever!”

Flash forward to 2010 –

Victoria Vetri, now Mrs. Bruce Rathgeb, shot her husband in the chest at close range during a heated argument. Police were called to the couple’s modest Hollywood apartment, a far cry from the glamorous surroundings that Victoria was once accustomed to. At first she said her husband was shot by a drug dealer.  She was subsequently jailed on $1.5 million bail. In September 2011,  forty-four years after she graced the pages of Playboy, Victoria was sentenced to nine years in prison for attempted voluntary manslaughter. She will be 76 when she is released.

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