12 Midnight... Cocktail Hour

 

A rough draft-to-final page from 12 o'Clock Somewhere.  Between the sketch and the final version I realized -- nothing speaks blood lust better than a cool pupil dialation.

ZOMBIE ROAD TRIP!

As our cross-country roadtrip continues, I thought this painting seemed appropriate.


It's one of several acrylics I did to help pitch a movie idea about monsters in a cross-country road race. Inspired by the style of the classic “Odd Rod” trading cards from the sixties and seventies, the pictures all featured the monster at the wheel, not the car they were in. Who wants to look at a car, right? I showed them to my (then) manager who was impressed, but worried, “Are all their cars going to be so tiny?”

Yeah? Right.

Years ago, back in Minneapolis, my brother Jonathan and I were part of an alternative band. Our four man rock band had the dismissive, cynical name of YEAH RIGHT, though the music we played were hardly cries for anarchy or slams against The Man. Nothing proved this contradiction better than this flyer I drew for one of our local concerts. For anyone visiting the Twin Cities, 7th Street Entry is still there, adjacent to First Avenue, home to many a great TC band. 

Our one and only video is now on YouTube:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6EJWdWf_Tb0

America's Deadbasket

Missed last Wednesday's blog as we were driving across the country on a road trip to Minnesota.  On the day I was to post we were at 8300 feet in the Colorado rockies with no wifi signal in sight.  From there we returned to sea level where we passed many a Nebraskan cornfield.  As a tribute to that I present a storyboard panel from my super 8 opus 'GOOD LUCK' whose shocking climax occurs in, yes, a cornfield.