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Smile Charlie Chaplin
Final scene from “Modern Times.” (1936)
Technical: The song, Smile popped into my head earlier today, and when I searched for recordings, I discovered that the melody had been composed by none other than Charlie Chaplin for the movie Modern Times (1936). Lyrics for the melody were subsequently written by John Turner and Geoffrey Parsons in 1954. At any rate, I stumbled upon this image and decided to use it as a reference for a free-handed drawing in Procreate.
Mitote Head
If you’re familiar with the Four Agreements by Don Miguel Ruiz, then you know what he means by mitote. Mitote are useless and self destructive voices in your head tasked with distracting you from discovering and executing your very own unequivocal life strategy. Meet Mitote Head:
e.g., Ferguson, MO
Still doesn’t look good out there.
pole, wires, bird
Technical: I had intended to sketch a stretch of telephone poles with wires and all that; why, because I liked doing it in this piece. However, while I was browsing through Google images, I found this one, which is a thumbnail for a short video that can be found on this rather cool page. and I decided to go with part of the intention along with an added dimension or two. So I used the image of the Bird on a Telegraph Pole – Silhouette as a reference and quickly free-handed it with some liberties and smudging for all in Procreate.
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The Leaf Blower
He would have been mentioned in Ecclesiastes 1.
w/ head?
This evening, while sipping a beer at the 17th St. Public House, I began this drawing. Even though I was half-way through that tasty brew, I added a foamy head on top.
Now, as I post this from home, I’m reminded of a story that always makes me chuckle. Many years ago and in a country south of the equator a small group of us guys would gather at a little bar at the end of the day to blow off steam and just be in our twenties. The short, elderly woman who ran the joint and spoke English as a foreign language would always greet us at our table with a big smile and a wide tray loaded with bottled beer and glasses. As she poured the beer into our glasses, she’d asked each one of us – face to face – if we wanted our beer with head.
We always said yes. We laughed alright, but never in her face.
Over and Over
I have a recurring dream.
These three show up.
One says, “Our help is in the name of the Lord…”
Another says, “…who made heaven and earth.”
And the other winks and goes, “Badum tish!”
Then I wake up.
portfoliolongo 
