IF: stretch

This week’s Illustration Friday word is “stretch”.
rap on a table

Welcome, foolish mortals, to the Haunted Mansion! I am your host, your ghost host. Kindly step all the way in please and make room for everyone. There’s no turning back now.

Our tour begins here in this gallery where you see paintings of some of our guests as they appeared in their corruptible, mortal state.

Your cadaverous pallor betrays an aura of foreboding, almost as though you sense a disquieting metamorphosis. Is this haunted room actually stretching? Or is it your imagination, hmm? And consider this dismaying observation: This chamber has no windows and no doors, which offers you this chilling challenge: to find a way out!

Of course, there’s always my way.

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from my sketchbook: fred moore

a pretty girl is like a melody
As soon as Fred Moore joined the Disney Studios, he began to build his legacy. The self-taught artist worked as an animator of several cartoons, including Three Little Pigs and its sort-of sequel Three Little Wolves.  In 1937, he was the supervising animator on Walt Disney visionary classic Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.  It was under Fred’s direction that the individual personalities of the Dwarfs emerged. On Snow White’s success, Fred was given the task of chief animator of the lovably nasty Lampwick in Pinocchio.

In 1940, Fred tackled the redesign of Disney’s iconic Mickey Mouse for “The Sorcerer’s Apprentice” sequence in Fantasia.  Fred’s design is the one with we are most familiar and is the style of Mickey we know today. Fred followed that with work on Dumbo, The Three Caballeros, Saludos Amigos, Make Mine Music and several animated short subjects. It was around this time that he developed what came to be known as “The Freddie Moore Girl” in animation circles. Fred had created a character design of an innocently sexy young girl that became the basis for the centaurettes in Fantasia,  the teenagers in “All the Cats Join In” segment of Make Mine Music,  Katrina in The Legend of Sleepy Hollow and the mermaids in Peter Pan.  (In the late 1980s, when production began on The Little Mermaid, instructions were distributed among animators noting the differences between the established characters and the “Freddie Moore girls” – just so no one would get any ideas.)

In 1946, Fred left Disney to join animator Walter Lantz. While at Lantz’s studio, he redesigned the classic character Woody Woodpecker to the version still popular today. Fred returned to Disney Studios in 1948 and worked on Cinderella, Alice in Wonderland  and Peter Pan.

In November 1952,  Fred was taking a break from the grueling animation project of Peter Pan.  He and his second wife Virginia (coincidentally, his first marriage was to a woman also named Virginia) were watching a football game at the home of fellow Disney artist Jack Kinney. After the game, the Moores got into their car to head home. With Virginia behind the wheel, she maneuvered the car into a U-turn on rural Big Tujunga Canyon Road, just north of Glendale. Their vehicle was struck head on. Fred died the next day in the hospital of cerebral hemorrhage resulting from a concussion sustained in the accident. He was 41 years-old. Sadly, rumors of drunk driving circulated for years despite many printed obituaries stating the facts.

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from my sketchbook: alan j. pakula

I drive the LIE. Please pray for me

The son of Polish immigrants, Alan J. Pakula had no intentions of taking over the family printing business. Instead, the Yale graduate with higher aspirations, headed to Hollywood. He became the assistant to the head of Warner Brothers cartoon department, but he was still not satisfied.

In 1950, Alan moved on to MGM Studios as an assistant producer. Seven years later, he produced his first film Fear Strikes Out,  the tense biopic of troubled baseball player Jimmy Piersall. In 1962, he teamed up with director Robert Mulligan to produce the classic  To Kill a Mockingbird.

After several more successes as producer, including Love with the Proper Stranger  and Inside Daisy Clover,  Alan tried his hand at directing. He was behind the camera for 1969’s The Sterile Cuckoo  starring a quirky Liza Minnelli in her first Oscar-nominated role. He went on to direct seven more actors to Oscar nominations — Jane Fonda, Jason Robards, Jane Alexander, Richard Farnsworth, Jill Clayburgh, Candice Bergen and Meryl Streep — with Fonda, Robards and Streep taking home the coveted statue. He, himself, was nominated three times for an Academy Award.

In addition to producing and directing, Alan was a respected screenwriter, penning screen treatments for Sophie’s Choice  and The Pelican Brief.

In November 1998, Alan was driving on the Long Island Expressway when the car in front of him kicked up a metal pipe that was laying on the roadway. The pipe flew through the air and crashed through Alan’s car windshield, striking him in the head. He was killed instantly, sending his vehicle swerving off the road and into a retaining fence. He had just completed filming an alternate ending for what would be his last film, The Devil’s Own.  Alan was 70 years old.

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from my sketchbook: r. budd dwyer

Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow/No tomorrow, no tomorrow

Former Pennsylvania state senator R. Budd Dwyer was elected Pennsylvania state treasurer in 1981. Around the time that Dwyer took office, a huge clerical error affecting state withholding tax (FICA, which contributes to Social Security and Medicare) was discovered by Pennsylvania auditors. The effects were enormous with records showing that state workers overpaid in the millions of dollars. The Pennsylvania State Treasury, with Dwyer at the helm, began to accept bids from accounting firms to sort out the mistake and determine the amount of refunds due to state employees.

The lucrative contract was awarded to Computer Technology Associates, a California firm owned by Harrisburg native John Torquato, Jr. A short time after, Pennsylvania Governor Dick Thornburgh received an anonymous tip detailing bribery allegations in securing the contract for Torquato’s company.

An investigation revealed an alleged agreement by Dwyer to receive $300,000 in kickbacks after Torquato’s firm was awarded the contract. In exchange for lighter sentences, Torquato and his attorney, William Smith, both pled guilty to bribery and testified against Dwyer and former Pennsylvania GOP chairman Bob Asher. Dwyer vehemently denied all charges and turned down a plea bargain, opting instead to go to a full trial. After a lengthy trail, in which alleged co-conspirator’s names were withheld or stricken from court records, R. Budd Dwyer, still professing his innocence, was found guilty and convicted of accepting a bribe. Under Pennsylvania law, he was permitted to serve as treasurer until his sentencing on January 23, 1987. He faced a $300,000 fine and up to 55 years in prison.

On January 22, 1987, 24 hours before U.S. District Court Judge Malcolm Muir was to decide Dwyer’s fate, the disgraced, soon-to-be former treasurer called a press conference. Looking nervous before a roomful of reporters, journalists, staff and television cameras, he approached the podium and offered a rambling, at times incoherent, dissertation highlighting his career, the bribery charges and his innocence. With restrained anger in his voice, he berated and criticized the justice system and condemned his own condemnation. He announced his refusal to resign and handed manila envelopes to each of three members of his staff who were standing nearby.

From a fourth manila envelope, Dwyer withdrew a .357 Magnum Smith & Wesson revolver.

Above the collective gasp from the crowd, Dwyer waved his free hand and advised “those who might be affected, please leave the room.” While some ran from the cramped quarters, others tried to approach the gun-wielding Dwyer, to which he warned, “Don’t. Don’t. This will hurt someone.” Then, in one motion, Dwyer inserted the massive gun barrel into his open mouth, pulled the trigger and blew a hole through the back of his head — a hole through which Dwyer’s brain and skull fragments exited with great force, followed by a large splattering of blood. Dwyer crumpled to the floor as photographers snapped pictures and several news cameramen trained their unwavering recording devices on the event — live, as it unfolded.

Dwyer’s suicide was broadcast and rebroadcast throughout the next several hours. Some stations edited the scene heavily, while others opted to show it in all its horrific glory.

The envelopes that Dwyer distributed before ending his life contained copies of a carefully written suicide note, parts of which he read at the press conference. The note ended with: “Please make sure that the sacrifice of my life is not in vain.” Since her husband died while still in office, Dwyer’s widow was entitled to full survivor benefits, including a state-provided pension.

In 2010, William Smith, whose testimony almost single-handedly convicted Dwyer, admitted that he gave false statements under oath.

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IF: tree

This week’s Illustration Friday challenge word is “tree”.
I speak for the trees. Ah-ROOOOOO.
Adlai Stevenson ran for president twice against Dwight Eisenhower and was defeated both times. He once said of Richard Nixon, Eisenhower’s vice-president:
“Nixon is the kind of politician who would cut down a redwood tree, then mount the stump for a speech on conservation.”

Stevenson, one-time governor of Illinois, eventually became Ambassador to the United Nations during the Kennedy administration. He died during his term as Ambassador.

But he sure had Nixon pegged.

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from my sketchbook: little willie john

Feel like I been run through the mill/I can't move around an' I can't stand still
As a child, Little Willie John performed in a gospel group with his siblings in his adopted hometown of Detroit. But it was his appearances on local talent shows that caught the attention of noted record producer Henry Glover. Glover signed Willie to a contract with King Records, a one-time country label now specializing in “race records.” Joining a roster that included Hank Ballard & The Midnighters and James Brown, Willie hit Number Five on the Billboard R & B chart with his first King recording of “All Around the World.” He went on to score hits on the Billboard Top 100 fourteen times over a period of five years. Along with “Leave My Kitten Alone” (later covered by The Beatles) and “I’m Shakin'” (later covered by The Blasters and, more recently, Jack White), Willie is best remembered for the original 1956 version of “Fever,” although the cover by Peggy Lee, recorded later the same year, was more popular.

Willie was influential and can be cited as an early purveyor of what came to be known as “soul music.”  Stevie Wonder, known early in his career as “Little Stevie Wonder,” said his mother told him if he was “gonna call himself ‘Little,’  he better be as good as Little Willie John.”

Willie was unceremoniously dropped by his record label in 1963, due to his violent temper and overindulgence in alcohol. In 1966, he was sentenced to prison for manslaughter after he stabbed and killed a man during an altercation following a Seattle concert.

Willie died in 1968 as an inmate of Washington State Penitentiary. The official cause was listed as “heart attack,” but conflicting accounts and mysterious circumstances surround his death. He was 30 years old.

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IF: shy

The new Illustration Friday challenge word this week is “shy”.
Too shy shy, hush hush, eye to eye

Phyllis Driver had dreams of becoming a concert pianist, but lacked confidence in her talent. Instead, the shy Phyllis became the humor editor of the Bluffton College newspaper. At 22, Phyllis married Sherwood Diller and resigned herself to the dull and expected life of a housewife. She took a job as an advertising copywriter to help support the family, now expanded to six children. After a move to California, Phyllis began working as a secretary at a San Francisco television station, where a pair of local show hosts encouraged her to develop a stand-up act based around the one-liners she had written. Playing upon the trials and tribulations of being a housewife, Phyllis worked out an act and, after much persuasion, was booked at the trendy Purple Onion nightclub. Female comedians were unheard of at the time, but Phyllis appeared for an unprecedented 87 weeks. Her ground-breaking performances opened the doors for women comedians like Joan Rivers and Totie Fields.

Soon, Phyllis took her act on a cross-country tour. Clad in comically outlandish dresses and carrying her trademark fake cigarette holder (Phyllis hated smoking), she hit big with her self-deprecating humor and tales of her home life with her husband, the overbearing, lazy “Fang” (a non-existent character that Phyllis created — based on no one in particular). She caught the attention of such comedic heavyweights as Bob Hope and Lucille Ball. Hope put her in small roles in many of his films and remained a life-long friend. Phyllis made countless TV appearances on variety and talk shows. Off-stage Phyllis remained quiet, shy and reserved, saving her wild and outrageous antics for the on-stage character she created.

After a long, illustrious and fruitful career, Phyllis retired from show business, choosing to spend her final days painting, gardening and — her first love — playing the piano. She passed away in August 2012 at the age of 95 with, according to her son Perry, a smile on her face.

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