Ghosts of Wrestling Past

Looming in my mind.

Not quite soft focus pinup dreamboys

Am I incapable of flattery?

Well, the possibility, probability even, has cropped up that some of the wrestlers I draw will see the drawings and paintings I've done. Within reason. They'll see them because Mick Foley is my friend now. Which made me think that I ought to do a blog entry called 'John Cena is a handsome and talented man' with pictures to match that sentiment.

But it didn't quite work. At least not this time.





Then I thought about totemic booby monkeys.





This is sort of a remake of one of the earlier primitive images from this blog. One day I will be able to make things be cute.





And I'm not quite ready to do a blog without a picture of Stephen in it. Stephen and Bob the day a dog chased Stephen up a tree this spring.

Plush Brush Mush

I've been easing myself back into oil painting, and simultaneously back into things feminine. With some paintings of soft fluffy ladies.

I've got much more into the mindset of 'let's see how much painting I can do in a day'... I think I'm much less long-winded than I used to be. But I still have to hone my technique if I want my next major paintings to be perfect distillations of my thought.

I was listening to a lot of Old Time Radio while painting this, Dragnet and The Whistler...