Showing posts with label oil painting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label oil painting. Show all posts

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Morty Comix # 2550 * Another Update

Last April I posted an update on the beautiful job our comix comrade John Eades of Florida performed when he converted Morty Comix # 2550 to oil paint. But apparently he wasn't finished. Take a look at this, a mixed media of oil and acrylics if I'm reading John's emails correctly.

I'm stunned and impressed. Thank you, John.

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Morty Comix # 2550 *UPDATE!*






As you might recall, Morty Comix # 2550 was sent to Florida under mysterious circumstances. As it turned out, Mr. John Eades produced some beautiful oil painting versions of my scribbles! I am really impressed.

John also had a tale to tell and photos to send regarding this project. He graciously allowed me to post his work here. I recently cracked a rib so John's story made me wince as I laughed, but that's OK:

"I hit a bit of a snag with the paintings. After three days they were still wet. The medium says it is quick dry, but after sitting around for ten years I suspect the quick drying additive has dried up. Ran out to the art supply store, and they had nothing I wanted, so I ordered some new material online. I put the paintings out in the harsh raking sun to speed up the drying process. My bare feet were getting toasted on the patio, so the temp. is right to help dry these things."

"While I was out there with the camera, a bird came by and sat right on the edge of the plywood with his poop-shoot hovering right over the paintings-- an art critic bird? The bird was just out looking to purloin some cat cookies from our cat's breakfast. Funny how ambivalent they seem when the birds swoop in. It has been a while since I found a little pile of feathers and carcass remnants in the yard, however the ninja cats are fond of massacring the little anoles."
 
... "I wish I had been more thoughtful and caught the bird right there, poised buttward towards the pictures, but I freaked and shooed him off before he could make his mark. My car gets pummeled by Ibis bird poop once a week as the flock descends in my driveway for their weekly crapfest."