Good characters to paint this time. I couldn’t go crazy on the caricatures of course, but was still doing some exaggeration. As it turned out, this was a beast to do. As you can see through the approval process things seemed to go smoothly until I turned in the final somewhere around five in the morning. I got a call from the editor asking for some changes as delicately as possible. My depiction of surgery was about to get some surgery.
Hello it’s Monday. Today I went in to The Week Magazine for my next cover assignment. We’ll see what we have Friday. I have to turn it in on Wed. I hope I can make it into something good. 3 specific figures this week. I thought last cover was going to kill me with 5 figures but fortunately they weren’t anyone in particular. I think I left with enough reference to get it done. Occasionally I’ll be chugging along and realize I’m missing a detail so I’ll blow an hour or two trying to find the right reference. When I’m doing that I usually have a little subconscious clock in my head ticking off how much less sleep I’m about to get!
This is from a while back. For the Village Voice.
More and more The Week asks for more accurately depicted images. I seem to get less clients asking for a real caricature anymore. I wander if it’s reflecting the attitude of the public? or if it’s just how we are perceiving what the average person should think? I observe that in the past the media, specifically television, would overly influence people’s opinion when there were only a few networks monopolizing the TV. Then cable came out and offered a different option. Then the internet, and now social media. There is so much input coming at us now it’s like being hypnotized and anyone in the audience can suggest we act like a chicken.
Comedy clubs used to be a place comedians could put out any absurd or stupid or thoughtful idea our minds could imagine. George Carlen, Bill Hicks, Sam Kinison, Andrew Dice Clay, there were so many people saying fantastic and horrible things existing in their own bubbles and you could visit the bubble as you pleased. Cell phones have ruined this to a degree. People can’t see things in the context they were said. We’re all in the same room now. So it’s a bit telling (sad?) that the covers I’m making for The Week are showing people not listening to scientists but instead going listening to emotion. Doctors being treated like criminals after trying to help save the world and our country from a plague. People disagreeing with a person’s decision to end their life on their own terms and not some deadly disease’
I got some new markers and was testing them out. No one in particular. A guy at a coffee shop walked by and I tried to exaggerate him from memory.
This started out as exercise with paint. I started to like it and of course spent several hours on it when it was just suppose to be an hour tops!
He wasn’t just any man, he was a man who wore a hat! Never mind that his eyes were so sunk into his skull he was looking through two tunnels at the world outside his hatted head. There was a presence within that he was barely aware. It was a turbulent tornado that tried to breath in and out through every pore as if trying to stretch all of them out simultaneously so as to be able to let itself out all at once unhindered or let more of this darkness in? Was it even dark? He couldn’t say. He didn’t say much. He wasn’t in control of this dark wind inside and yet it didn’t control him, but he was always apologizing for blowing the hats off other people that got too close.
I began the drawing in a bar that was actually playing AC/DC, Aerosmith, and Motorhead. I had drawn Lemmy from Motorhead a few months ago as a warm up at a coffee shop in SoHo before seeing a gallery show at Arcadia Galley. “The Ace of Spades” came on the jute box (are they still called that?) Maybe my hearing is bad and I just always heard the wrong word. Inspired by the energy in the song I began doing a doodle. At first I was thinking “rock pose” kind of a cliche’ Axel Rose from Guns and Roses mixed with Metallica. This was my era of music influence in the mid to late 80’s. I ended up picturing Lemmy though, so the hat and iron cross got in there. I think the long hair was/is a standard. I didn’t use any reference except whatever was floating around in my head.
Got the call at 12 noon-ish on Friday. Turned in the final at 7pm the same day.