IMT: lace

This week’s word of inspiration on the Inspire Me Thursday illustration blog is “lace”.
The three men I admire most/ The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
“Hell-OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Bay-BEE!”
Long before speaking those famous words, Jiles Perry Richardson, Jr. was a disk jockey on Texas radio’s KTRM, where he hosted the “Dishwashers’ Serenade” show from 11 AM to 12:30 PM, Monday through Friday. Richardson changed to late afternoons and along with the time change, he also introduced a new on-air persona. He had seen the college students doing a dance called The Bop, and he decided to call himself “The Big Bopper”. In May 1957, he set the record for continuous on-the-air broadcasting. He performed for total of five days, two hours and eight minutes, playing 1,821 records and taking showers during five-minute newscasts. He lost 35 pounds during his marathon and he slept for the next 20 hours after it was all over.
Richardson embarked on his musical career as a songwriter. He wrote “White Lightning”, the first number one hit for George Jones. His ballad “Running Bear” (inspired in the bathtub by a bar of “White Dove” soap) was a number one hit for his Texas pal Johnny Preston.
Richardson, who played guitar, recorded his first single, “Beggar To A King”, but it failed to chart. Determined to succeed, he followed it with “Chantilly Lace”, recorded under the name The Big Bopper. “Chantilly Lace” was a huge hit, climbing to number six on the Billboard charts. Richardson performed the song in a short film for nationwide distribution to local television stations. He called the film a “music video”, thus coining the phrase. He followed that song with a second hit, a raucous novelty tune entitled “The Big Bopper’s Wedding”. Two back-to-back smashes led to Richardson joining Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens and Waylon Jennings on the “Winter Dance Party” tour. On February 2, 1959, Buddy Holly chartered a Beechcraft Bonanza airplane to take him, guitarist Tommy Allsup, and Waylon Jennings to Fargo, North Dakota. Richardson was suffering from the flu and didn’t feel comfortable on the group’s bus. Jennings agreed to give up his plane seat to Richardson. Valens, who had never flown in a small plane, anxiously requested Allsup’s seat. They flipped a coin, and Valens won the toss. At about 1 AM on February 3, the plane crashed into Albert Juhl’s corn field killing everyone aboard.
Richardson was survived by his wife and four year-old daughter. His son, Jay Perry Richardson, was born two months later in April 1959.
Jay Richardson, took up a musical career and is known professionally as “The Big Bopper, Jr.” In January 2007, Jay requested that his father’s body be exhumed and an autopsy be performed to settle the rumors that The Big Bopper initially survived the crash. Jay observed as the casket was opened. The autopsy was performed with Jay present. The autopsy findings indicated there are fractures from head to toe and The Big Bopper died immediately. He didn’t crawl away and he certainly didn’t walk away from the plane. After the autopsy, Richardson’s body was placed in a new casket and was reburied next to his wife in Beaumont, Texas. In December 2008, Jay Richardson announced that he would be placing the old casket up for auction on eBay with  The Texas Musician’s Museum receiving a share of the profits.

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Monday Artday: greek myth

The challenge on Monday Artday is “greek myth”.
it's greek to me
Eris is the Greek goddess of strife and discord. The goddesses Hera, Athena and Aphrodite had been invited along with the rest of Olympus to the forced wedding of Peleus and Thetis, who would become the parents of Achilles, but Eris had been snubbed because of her troublemaking inclinations. Eris crashed the wedding reception. She threw a golden apple into the center of the festivities. The apple was inscribed “To the Fairest One”– provoking the goddesses to begin quarreling about the appropriate recipient. The arguing escalated – into the Trojan War. 

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Monday Artday: cliffhanger

The new challenge on Monday Artday is “cliffhanger”.
You Americans, you're all the same. Always overdressing for the wrong occasions.
Action! Adventure! Intrigue! More Action! This is what you’ll encounter along side Cliff Hanger as he embarks on “The Mystery of the Foreign Stuff”. Join Cliff Hanger as he covertly transverses recondite continents searching for mysterious mystery. Marvel as Cliff Hanger battles savage and bloodthirsty inhabitants of uncivilized civilizations. Thrill as Cliff Hanger peculates ancient relics from lost and puerile cultures with ways different from our own. Laugh when Cliff Hanger humiliates those more substantial than himself. Cheer when Cliff Hanger kills someone — unprovoked and for no apparent reason. It’s all here! America’s last and only hope — Cliff Hanger! Don’t miss Cliff Hanger in his latest, greatest and most implausible adventure yet — “The Mystery of the Foreign Stuff”.

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IF: time

This week’s challenge word on illustrationfriday.com is “time”.
Time won't give me time/And time makes lovers feel/Like they've got something real/But you and me we know/We got nothing but time
In “Time Enough At Last”,  the eighth episode of the first season of “The Twilight Zone”, Burgess Meredith played bank teller Henry Bemis. Henry Bemis loved to read. He would read on his way into work. He would covertly pull out a book to read between serving bank customers. He was totally captivated by the printed word. He wanted to engage in discussions and excite others about what he had read but, alas, no one remotely shared his interest. As a matter of fact, he was often reprimanded for his constant reading. One day Henry sneaks off to the solitude of bank’s vault to read. Huge explosions can be heard erupting outside the shelter of the vault. However, the bank is rocked violently and Henry is knocked unconscious. When he awakens, he finds that a devastating war has wiped out everyone and he is the last person on Earth. He wanders through the rubble that was once civilization, passing the ruins of familiar buildings. He finds enough food to last him a lifetime, but the lack of companionship is maddening. He is about to commit suicide with a gun when he sees the remains of a public library. He discovers volume after wonderful volume — all intact and waiting to be read. Enough books to read and enjoy and be undisturbed forever. He neatly arranges the tomes in stacks, by subject and projected reading date. Then, as Henry is about to begin his dream of an endless reading adventure, he stumbles. His thick-lensed glasses fall to the ground and shatter. In tears, he picks up the remnants of his glasses and sobs, “That’s not fair. That’s not fair at all. There was time now. There was all the time I needed… !”

(My other favorite Twilight Zone episode also involves a book.)

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from my sketchbook: jesse pearson

The 1963 movie Bye Bye Birdie was jammed with actors and actresses whose careers were flourishing. It also was the springboard for some about to start careers destined to be long and prosperous. Dick Van Dyke made his film debut in “Birdie”, a full year before his Golden Globe-nominated performance in Mary Poppins. Janet Leigh was fresh off her jarring albeit abbreviated performance in Hitchcock’s Psycho. The musical’s small role of Kim McAfee was re-written as a showcase for an up-and-coming young actress named Ann-Margaret. Paul Lynde, who was already an established Broadway actor, went on to a successful run as Uncle Arthur on Bewitched and center square on Hollywood Squares. Longtime stage actress Maureen Stapleton gained larger and more prominent movie roles for four decades. Even Bobby Rydell had a steadily thriving singing career. Birdie was also the big-screen debut for True Grit‘s Kim Darby and F-Troop‘s Melody Patterson.
And then there was Jesse Pearson.
The next time I have a daughter, I hope it's a boy!
Jesse played the title role of Conrad Birdie. Birdie was a wildly popular rock and roll singer. He played guitar, wore gold lamé jumpsuits and attracted screaming teenage female fans in droves. Birdie was a thinly-veiled parody of Elvis Presley. After Bye Bye Birdie, Jesse found acting roles scarce. He narrated the 1966 recording of Rod McKuen’s “The Sea”. He made one-shot appearances several TV Westerns that were popular in the 1960s. He also reprised is Elvis-like turn in similar episodes of The Andy Griffith Show and The Beverly Hillbillies. Then, he disappeared into virtual obscurity, while his Birdie co-stars blossomed.
Jesse resurfaced in 1979, using the pseudonym “A. Fabritzi”, as the writer of two pornographic films.
Jesse passed away from cancer the same year his adult film career began.

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from my sketchbook: black love day

You're the First, the Last, My Everything

So, there’s this website called Dabbled. Dabbled is maintained by an artist that calls herself “Dot.” Currently, Dot is running the “The second annual Dabbled Black Heart Anti-Valentines Day Contest “. You can read all about it here, but the basic deal is to create something (illustration, craft, etc) that conveys the opposite of Valentines Day. I was looking for some inspiration, when my son told me about a holiday called “Black Love Day”.

“Black Love Day” has been celebrated on February 13 since it’s inception by Ms. Ayo Kendi in 1993. Black Love Day is meant to serve as an alternative to Valentine’s Day. BLD, as it is also called, is meant to be a celebration of all Black relationships — from self-love first to love for the family to love for the community & the race to finally love for The Creator. Instead of the trademark colors of red & pink for Valentine’s Day, people should wear or display the color purple for spirituality or black which is the blend of all of the colors.

I figured if Black Love Day had its own version of Cupid, it would have to be Barry White. Ooooooooooooooooooh, yeah.

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Monday Artday: cephalopod

The Monday Artday challenge word this week is “cephalopod”. 

cephalopod (sĕf’ə-lə-pŏd’) n. Any of various marine mollusks, such as the octopus, squid, cuttlefish, or nautilus, having a large head, large eyes, prehensile tentacles, and, in most species, an ink sac containing a dark fluid used for protection or defense.

I was inspired to write a poem to accompany my illustration. (Actually, I wrote the poem first.)
we would be so happy, you and me, no one there to tell us what to do
Joey the Squid
Never been to Madrid
But Tulsa was where he was born
Joey the Squid
On that Mid-Western grid
His ancestral lineage was sworn

Joey the Squid
Had a brother, he did
A cephalopod with the sobriquet Max
Joey the Squid
In his shadow he hid
Shamed by the repute that he lacks

Joey the Squid
By Max was outdid
So dejected he slunk away sad
Joey the Squid
In his last futile bid
Would show Max that he was no cad

Joey the Squid
An unusual kid
Ascended high over the crowd
Joey the Squid
Fumed, yes he did
And he swore he would make himself proud

Joey the Squid
Of his sibling was rid
And his pride swelled and soared like a jet
But Joey the Squid
Oh dear Heaven forbid
Got caught in a fisherman’s net

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