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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IMT: peeling paint

Here’s an unusual suggestion for inspiration from the website Inspire Me Thursday — “peeling paint”. So, it has inspired an unusual illustration. Even for me.
Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid/Exits into daylight, spraygun hid
When I was a kid in the early 1970s, TV stations showed a lot of public service announcements. Most of them were for causes that are outdated, like THIS ONE for Radio Free Europe. Some causes have had numerous updating over the years, like this Smokey Bear PSA (featuring narration by the great Paul Frees). There was THIS famous one featuring the late Iron Eyes Cody and narrated by William Conrad, of “Cannon” fame.
But there was one that, even as a child, freaked me out. It was for the dangers of children ingesting lead paint. It was set in a run-down apartment building. While the narrator spoke, a small boy stared out a window, wide-eyed and purposeless and possibly abandoned. As the horrors of lead poisoning are expounded, the boy turns to the camera, picks some paint chips off the crumbling window sill and pops them in his mouth.
“Why doesn’t the cameraman stop him?”, I thought.

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IF: climbing

The challenge word this week on Illustration Friday is “climbing”.
Climb every mountain/Ford every stream/Follow every rainbow/Till you find your dream
George Mallory, along with Andrew Irvine, joined the 1924 Mount Everest expedition, believing it would be his last opportunity to climb the mountain after two previous attempts. The pair attempted to reach the top via the North Face route. Mallory and his climbing partner both disappeared somewhere high on the North-East ridge of the world’s highest mountain. The duo’s last known sighting was only a few hundred yards from the summit. After their disappearance, several expeditions tried to find their remains. In 1933, climbing colleague Noel Odell identified one of Mallory’s oxygen cylinders and Irvine’s ice axe was also found.
In 1999, seventy-five years after the expedition, a crew sponsored jointly by the BBC and the tv program Nova arrived at Everest to search for the lost adventurers. Within hours of beginning the search, the frozen body of Mallory was found at 26,760 feet on the north face of the mountain. The body was remarkably well preserved due to the mountain’s climate. The team could not locate the camera that Mallory had reportedly carried with him. From the rope-jerk injury around his waist, encircled by the remnants of a climbing rope, it appears that the two were roped together when Mallory fell. The fact that the body was relatively unbroken also suggests that Mallory may not have fallen such a long distance. It is still unclear if they died while still making their ascent or they had already reached the top and were descending.
Just prior to making this third attempt at conquering Mt. Everest, Mallory was asked why was he making the climb. He answered, famously, “Because it is there.”

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