Here a Texas Jackalope decides the winner in a friendly game.  When not relaxing in a convivial atmosphere, Johnny enjoys long horseback rides, sporting events, and, of course, hunting!  Sometimes history is true even when it's interesting!

     Fluffy Wonderwolf  on google+ drew this without telling me.  I am so honored that someone would take the time.  I wonder how Disney felt when he saw his stuff being liked by others.  I am tickled fucking pink!  Thanks, Fluffy, well done.

I hope y'all don't find this funny, But I've drawn Atlas as a Bunny!

  (Some fool misspelled "Medicine".  Heads will roll)!    Lost Face It was the end.  Subienkow had travelled a long trail of bitterness and horror, homing like a dove for the capitals of Europe, and here, farther away than ever, in Russian America, the trail ceased.  He sat in the snow, arms tied behind him, waiting the torture.  He stared curiously before him at a huge Cossack, prone in the snow, moaning in his pain.  The men had finished handling the giant and turned him over to the women.  That they exceeded the fiendishness of the men, the man’s cries attested. Subienkow looked on, and shuddered.  He was not afraid to die.  He had carried his life too long in his hands, on that weary trail from Warsaw to Nulato, to shudder at mere dying.  But he objected to the torture.  It offended his soul.  And this offence, in turn, was not due to the mere pain he must endure, but to the sorry spectacle the pain would make...

The Child's Problem      While on a trip to Greece and Egypt Dadd became convinced that he was under the influence of the God Osiris, which he probably was.  He later took his father to a quarry and killed and mutilated him, knifewise.  He fled to France where his behavior got him apprehended and returned to England.  He spent the rest of his life in an asylum, where he continued to paint, albeit pretty damn slow.  The picture below is his masterpiece and one of my favorites. The Fairy-Fellers Master Stroke      The interested reader should go to the net for the story behind this.  Dadd is mentioned in "Goodbye To All That", inaccurately.  The intro picture is titled "The Child's Problem" and the picture in the background is the famous anti-slavery piece Am I Not A Man And A Brother?      Master stroke is in the Tate Gallery, lucky them.    ...

     Two forward, three back.  I am stalled on my learning, and sometimes I give in to the sin of despair.  Above is my first refinished git-tar, and I am going to repaint it.  It is a Hamer and sounds very good but currently could look better.      Current events.  Fuck with France long enough and they will hand your head to you.  The French military (not the conscripts) are as ruthless and efficient as any force on earth.  DeGualle's shameful betrayal of the Pied-noirs ushered in today's policy of "understanding" and "working with" the Muslim trash.  I predict that when France gets fed up there will be a bloodletting like never seen before, or since the 7 days.  It is time that we crush the mouth that bites the hand that feeds it.     Ceterum censeo Islam esse delendum!

ME-      My first book bought just for me was the Giant Golden Book of the Illiad and the Oydyssey illustrated by Alice and Martin Provensen.  It changed, or reinforced, my life.  The image above is of Menelaus about to settle things with Paris.  For sheer imagery of ancient, super-cool warfare nothing could have been better for a young boy who already had a history fixation.     .       I have always carried this image with me.  No other artwork, artifact or story has ever conveyed concentration on the job at hand as well as this does.  Now that I do a search comma the  above picture is of Paris.  No matter.  I got the idea at a young age.      Mom and Dad gave me an acoustic git-tar today.  It has electric strings but that will be fixed as soon as I get home to Austin.  Drawing of a neurotic, sexy, dangerous rabbit tuning an instrument on a ...