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Pictures to Think About

Murky Deeoens is his name
Perhaps this is called “The Puzzling Mirror”
Not all unicorns have perfect eyesight.
Truth and Lies
Are they ghosts? Or naked children lost at night?
He doesn’t have a parachute. So, he better eat the ham sandwiches in his backpack really fast.
What makes you think this isn’t a photograph? It is. A photo of a colored-pencil drawing.
“Vincent Price’s Christmas Tree” The title is self-explanatory, isn’t it? And perfect for March???

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Possibly Preposterous Pen & Ink

Boz, the Bard, Diz, and Poe
A preposterous portrait of the Crocodile Hunter
Flying a kite au naturel
Derfentwinkle studying magic
The Napoleon of rat-crime, Rattiarty.
Grandpa’s thinking spot
Cheery McCheerleader
Flying upward!!!
Swimming Eastward

Why do daisies bully onion bulbs?

Fluttering Westward
Going as far downward as is possible.

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Soft and Subtle Surrealism

Surrealism is basically the putting together of things that don’t go together to realistically portray what is not real. And sometimes it can be done in ways that you don’t realize are, in fact, examples of surrealism, unless you look at it and think about it more carefully. So, can you tell me why “The Wizard of Edo” above is surrealism?

This one is obvious even though I used photographs to draw every single element.

Cartoons, especially bizarre cartoons, are all surrealistic, though not all of them lack subtlety as much as this one does.

Some surrealism is highly horrific unless you think of this as merely a portrait of Boris Karloff in make-up.

It is inherent in surrealism that the images are going to make you stop and think about what it means.

Surrealism is very much realized through the realistic details.

There was a time when relatives might have told me that this was a realistic picture of my two sons. However, they didn’t tell me that since I drew it sixteen years before my eldest son was born.

So, is there anything at all surreal about this picture? Besides the fact that Sherry Cobble couldn’t arrive at school naked, I mean?

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The Possibilities are No Longer Endless

This is an oil portrait of me and David. I can probably no longer create a picture like this. My arthritic hands are not steady enough anymore to blend shadow colors, especially in clothing.

My personal connections to the 1800’s died in 1980 with the loss of Great Grandma Hinckley.
Much of my connection to the bucolic days of family farms is gone too. I am a part owner now of the family farm, but it is being farmed by a renter. and I only get to visit once a year, which hasn’t happened during one of the two years of pandemic.

I will never return to the classroom as a teacher again. Not even as a sub. I am no longer physically capable of doing the job. Most people don’t realize how tough a job it truly is.

When I pass on, my connection to the future will also be gone… At least to all the parts of me that are not confined to words in a book.

My super powers are fading, even the incredibly bad smell that makes criminals pass out during combat.

I am slowly going color-blind.

Fortunately, my kids can carry the family name onwards.

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Saturday Art Day Once Again

Is there a consistent theme in these random-pictures posts? I wonder.

So, what is the theme?

Pictures can tell lies, obvious lies, and colorful lies?

Mickey doesn’t understand what the word “Theme” means?

You should draw or paint what makes you happy?

Does the theme of one picture have anything to do with the theme of another picture?

You tell me.

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Boys… aargh!

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Double and Triple Portraits

Sometimes a single face is not enough to convey the person you want to portray.

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Why This Picture?

This is a character from the novel The Boy… Forever. Icarus Jones is based on a kid I mentored back in the 1980’s. His real name was Jose. He was incredibly curious and good at skateboarding. He went to college at Notre Dame.

This picture was inspired by a piece of pottery I saw in 1994 in New Mexico on my way back to Texas after visiting my sister in California. The background is an imitation of the glaze on the pot. The Native American Boy is drawn from a model in a Sears catalog, one that was wearing a polyester t-shirt and narrow jeans.

These are all students I taught my very first year as a teacher. Teresa would even get a teaching degree and come back to teach in the same school district as me, though in the elementary school, not the middle school where I taught.

This is a picture inspired by a dream of being alone on a tropical island with a native island girl. Fifteen years after drawing this picture, I married a girl from the Philippines.

This began as a doodle while watching Max Fleischer’s animated movie Hoppity Goes to Town. I turned it from a pencil doodle into a pen-and-ink illustration that morphed into a comic fairytale.
This was a classroom rules poster illustrated with a portrait of Hilda, a very quiet and intelligent student who was the first of a family of eight kids of which I taught the youngest seven. The only one I didn’t teach joined us as an English teacher a decade later. Hilda never told me if she recognized herself in the picture even though she sat in my class for a second year while it hung on my wall. (I taught both seventh and eighth graders for a number of years.)

Dilsey Murphy is a character based about 85% on the older of my two sisters. The 81 is the number of Minnesota Vikings defensive end Carl Eller. My sister and my father were rooting for the Vikings as I rooted for the Kansas City Chiefs in Superbowl IV after the 1969 NFL season. I am still not allowed to gloat over who won.

This is a portrait of the main villain in the Disney version of Treasure Island. That book is the one that really hooked me on reading novels in the winter of 1966. I read Grandma Aldrich’s copy of the book illustrated by N.C. Wyeth that February while I was sick with the flu.

The background of this picture is my last actual classroom at Naaman Forest High School in Garland, Texas. I used it for this illustration of Mike Murphy and Blueberry Bates in my novel Magical Miss Morgan.

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What Makes a Child Beautiful?

Living the life you were born to live makes you beautiful.
Being happy and positive makes you beautiful.
Differences accepted and even celebrated are beautiful.
Living close to nature makes you beautiful.
Accepting yourself for what you are makes you beautiful.
Expressing yourself by dancing makes you beautiful, even if you are a terrible dancer.
Carrying your girlfriend’s books at school makes you beautiful.

Having a big imagination makes you beautiful.

Loving others makes you beautiful.

Working through your fears and sadness makes you beautiful.

Being intelligent and motivated to use it makes you beautiful.
Realizing everybody else is beautiful too makes you beautiful.
Being a really old and foolish child can make you beautiful too, if you don’t spoil it by being all ugly and stuff.

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