Meanwhile, back in the studio, I dragged a Welbilt fridge door in and went at it with pencils and erasers (after a hiatus on that style of work). Somehow the food drawings gave way to sex and a freakishly endowed character (or maybe he’s being devoured by a snake?). It could be called “Something In The Way”. He sort of popped into my mind when I looked at the blank door, but then I have been getting a lot of penis enlargement spam these days and you can’t help, but wonder what would happen to someone who actually purchased whatever it is that they’re selling?.. I don’t know, but I used up most of my paint on the the large giant guy who now has a sort of Pinocchio Picasso profile. It could be called, “More Thoughts on Fascism and Modern Painting”, or “Pinocchio Von Frankenstein. The top portrait I just like after three months of noodling.
