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When They was Fab… (work in progress)

drawing of The Beatles by Sean Gallo

The Beatles are a great story… ever since I was a kid I’ve had a fantasy about being there with Paul, Ringo, George & John scrappin it out on stage way back in those early days in Hamburg.  Here is my interpretation of that fantasy.

This is a scaled-down version of the work in progress – the actual drawing is 19×25 inches… looking forward to having a print made and framed.

Here are some close-ups of the Boys (where you can see a little better how unfinished this is just yet)…

 

SIR
PAUL McCARTNEY
drawing of Paul McCartney by Sean Gallo

 

THE INIMITABLE
RINGO STARR

drawing of Ringo Starr by Sean Gallo

 

YOUNG GEORGE
HARRISON

drawing of George Harrison by Sean Gallo

 

JOHN
EFFING
LENNON

drawing of John Lennon by Sean Gallo

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iF i WeRE KInG

If I were King…

I’d wear this crown…

And do great things…

And have a lot of fun…

…so I’d think.

 

 

 

Illustration done as commission for Cutting Edge DJ’s blog
http://www.cuttingedgedjs.com/blog/2010/10/07/who-is-the-future-of-pop-royalty/

The Z Team

Wow – it’s been a busy summer/fall for me in my non-artistic life!  I’ve only recently started doing some drawing again… and it’s been a reinvigorating experience.  Creative expression really does help my state of mind.

I’ve picked up on the Zombie project idea again, and started designing some of the non-Zombie characters who are going to have to survive in the world of the living dead.

So, here are a couple of pics of * THE Z-TEAM *… work in progress.

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1ST DRAFT w/storyline & dialog ideas overlayed

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CAST OF CHARACTERS + a bit more definition

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BACKSTORY w/WORKING NAMES:

MARCUS (front-center):
college student… was on a canoe trip when the Zombie outbreak swept through the cities, towns, and well… campuses.  He got back to the dorm… had a look around… and decided to head for the hills… literally;

TREVOR (front-left):
art-school dropout & vagabond… was crashing at an acquaintance’s hunting cabin when the dead came to town… and that’s right where he was when Marcus found him;

HOOPS (back-center):
biker/mechanic… stays on the move riding with his motorcycle club and kicking Zombie asses along the way… “Live to Ride, Ride to Live” has taken on new meaning… while running for their lives from a pack of TEETH, the boys are saved when Hoops and Co. happen on the scene… suffering a broken ankle in the scrum, Hoops decides to stay with the boys for a bit while he heals;

VALERIE (front-right):
USMC Combat Rifle Company squad-leader whose team was eviscerated when a call to “quell a riot” in Trenton NJ put them in the path of several-hundred Zombies tearing through the city… after barely escaping across the river, Val comes looking for provisions at the mall.

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That’s it for now… look for more… sooner or later.

And remember – Kill the Head!

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The dog says “WOOF-WOOF”

Call me a dog… go ahead.  Won’t bother me none.

 

I think we are drawn to dogs because they are the uninhibited creatures we might be if we weren’t certain we knew better.

They fight for honor at the first challenge, make love with no moral restraint, and they do not for all their marvelous instincts appear to know about death.

~George Bird Evans, Troubles with Bird Dogs

Have a Hoopy Towel Day!

May 25th is Towel Day.  The holiday was established by fans of the late, great Douglas Adams … comedic-writer, satirist, and author of ‘The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy‘ (in all it’s many published forms.)

Why ‘Towel’ day?  See this excerpt from the ‘Ultimate Hichhiker’s Guide’:

Towel: Just about the most massively useful thing any interstellar Hitchhiker can carry.

For one thing it has great practical value – you can wrap it around you for warmth on the cold moons of Jaglan Beta, sunbathe on it on the marble beaches of Santraginus Five, huddle beneath it for protection from the Arcturan Megagnats as you sleep beneath the stars of Kakrafoon, use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy river Moth, wet it for use in hand to hand combat, wrap it round your head to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal, and even dry yourself off with it if it still seems clean enough.

More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: non-hitch hiker) discovers that a hitch hiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitch hiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitch hiker might accidentally have “lost”. What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.

Hence a phrase which has passed into hitch hiking slang, as in “Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There’s a frood who really knows where his towel is.” (Sass: know, be aware of, meet, have sex with; hoopy: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)

~ Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy


Quiet Determination

 

 

Edward Eggleston

Life is filled with endless challenges.

They just keep on coming at us… day after day.

Resolve to meet them face to face… give them your best effort… and never allow yourself to be beaten into submission.

Whatever the outcome of today’s challenges… tomorrow will bring another opportunity to take on the next.

“Persistent people begin their success where others end in failure.”
~ Edward Eggleston

Don’t Mess with this Chick

Some women – even though they’re diminutive in stature – can just intimidate the hell out of you.
My Mom was one of those women (ask anyone), and so is my wife (I know… cliche… w/e…).
And, God-willing, my daughters are growing up in the family tradition.
She's in no mood for your crap!

"You don't really want to start with me... do you?"

So all things considered, it’s a pretty damn good thing that I’m not the type of guy that’s put off by strong women – and neither am I the type of guy who gets pushed around by them…

Maybe it’s because I was raised by one… or maybe it’s my Irish roots… but I just love them.

Well OK… maybe not ALL the time… they can be tough… ya know? ;)

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A Deviant…? Why, yes I am! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . also: Cleaning up after fake-antivirus malware

A little while ago I found the DeviantArt website, and staked out a page for myself.

Little by little I’ve been adding some drawings to my DA page.  I haven’t attracted much attention, but I haven’t really been trying either.  Just dipping in one toe for now.

One caution before you bop over to DA… I have gotten hit with that crap-ass phony Windows Antivirus Pro spyware several times while browsing their site… which totally sucks, but it’s the only site of its kind that I’ve found, so I’ve put up with it.

By the way – if you have gotten whacked with that fake Antivirus horseshit – the best tool I’ve found for cleaning it up is a freeware version of MalwareBytes Anti-Malware… you can download it through CNET/Download.com

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UPDATE:  I’ve pretty much abandoned the DeviantArt website… at least for now… after getting infected AGAIN while visiting their site… both my personal home computer AND my office computer got crapped-up :(

Oh well…moving on, I guess…

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The Heavy Hand

When business gets messy… they call in the Heavy Hand…

Somebody is not going to be happy to see this face tonight…

George Harrison: Something in the Way…

Here’s another commission for Craig @ www.Cuttingedgedjs.com/blog

They called George Harrison “The Quiet One”.  Well you know the saying “You’ve got to watch out for the quiet ones… they’re the ones that will get you.” – or something like that… whatever.  The point is, that while I was working on this drawing, I learned something about “Quiet George”.  It seems that under the quiet exterior, the youngest Beatle  really didn’t like to be screwed with.

Have you ever heard of a Beatles tune called “Only a Northern Song”? I hadn’t… at least not as far as I can remember.  And if I had heard of it before, I’d obviously forgotten.

While working on this drawing, I looked up a list of Beatles songs written by George Harrison [used as background in an earlier version of this pic] and I saw that song title and couldn’t place it.  So I went over to YouTube and and looked it up. You can listen to the song and read along with the lyrics here.

So, the point of the story – apparently The Beatles were under contract with Northern Songs Ltd.  And, one day George actually read his contract.  He found out that although John Lennon & Paul McCartney were contracted to receive song-writing royalties, George Harrison and Ringo Starr were contracted as mere session musicians.  In other words George & Ringo got paid to show up and play, but that was it.

Ooof…!  Hard shot to the ego…

So a pissed-off George Harrison wrote this stinking train-wreck of a song in protest.  The lyrics are pretty clear… “Ill never see any royalties, so I don’t have any reason to make this a good song”!

I think people who know me would say that is the kind of thing I would do in the same situation… so there you go.  One reason for me to like George Harrison.  Maybe I will read about him…

-Sean Gallo