Showing posts with label 014 The Wild West. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 014 The Wild West. Show all posts

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Rough and Reddy

Rough is an ex-federal marshal waiting for trouble on the noon train, Reddy is his red-haired, Italian mail order bride who has captured his heart.

I also couldn't let this topic get pass me. Especially after two weeks of trying to draw something. I re-watched High Noon and Once Upon a Time in the West again for inspiration. The image feels like a cross between the two. It's like hearing Do Not Forsake Me Oh My Darling played by an obnoxious harmonica.

I've also realized how dependant I've become on my Wacom. Painting with a mouse is like having had my hands cut of at the wrists.


Saturday, June 10, 2006

Paint 'yer wagon!


Yeeehaw! I know, I know... I'm cuttin' it close again with another mostly colorless entry, but I just had to post. How could I pass up the wild west? This stranger just mosied into town and is causin' a ruckus, but just you wait 'til the sherriff gets his hands on 'im. He's gonna paint his wagon, gonna paint it fine; gonna use oil-base paint, because the wood is pine. Anyone? Anyone? It must be late. What am I still doing up? G'night everyone.

LAND SHARK!






Before they were hunted into extinction in 1934, Land sharks posed a serious threat to ranch owners (and their cattle) all across the Western United States. Git along little doggies!

Friday, June 09, 2006

Peg leg Smith


I didn't have time to do anything new for this topic but it was a fun topic and I wanted to get something in. I had this old artistic experiment hanging around and thought I post it. Hope that's okay.

Here's a little info about the subject:
Thomas L. Smith, better known as 'Peg Leg,' 1801-1866, was a mountain man, prospector, and spinner of tall tales. Legends regarding his lost gold mine have grown through the years, and countless people have searched the desert for its fabulous wealth.

During a pitched battle in 1827 with Indians, he took a bullet to his leg, shattering the bone. His companions, who thought it would be fatal, carried him away from the battle. Not having any surgery tools on hand, and in an effort to save his own life, Peg Leg Smith took a knife and began sawing away at his lower leg. Between periods of nausea, fainting and swearing at his friends, he managed to cut off his own leg. Smith survived and later carved himself a wooden leg and learned to walk with it, thus came about the name of "Peg Leg" Smith.

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

The Greatest Western Hero Ever


Quick Draw McGraw and Baba Looey! Thanks goes to my dad for introducing me to them when I was a sprout.

The Tortoise and the Hare

Racing is for sissies.

Monday, June 05, 2006

The Ol' Saloon


"They don't come for the drinks any more, do they?"

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Adam West Goes Wild

Tiny Cowboy


Here is a little doodle of a cowboy to get things started. And I mean little (2x4). This started out as a thumbnail sketch, but I liked it, so I just threw on a little wash. Okay pardners, Draw!