Wait Your Turn

 

More often than not I think I draw younger guys because they're still figuring out who they are and how the fit into the world. So, they're more apt to be adventurous, rebel against social conventions, to have the time & opportunity to experiment, and generally exhibit more curiosity about sex. By the time a man is twenty-five or so, he's pretty much gravitated towards a particular life path. He'll be confronted with expected benchmarks, but they all pretty much conform to a recognizable pattern. Teenage sexual choices are momentous because young guys are uncertain of the consequences and ramifications, but a 25 year-old man should know what's involved with a casual, sex encounter. He might end up with a lover or a stalker or just another notch on the bedpost, but he's aware of the possibilities.

 

In any case, I decided to draw some adults. I hadn't a specific scenario in mind when I started. I boxed out the frame and liked the way it looked so I incorporated an inner frame. I drew a line, then another line and eventually these two guys emerged as the right characters. A couple of months ago, I had backlit the players in "Backseat Hijinx" and thought it might be effective here. So, the conceptual lighting was set. The rest of the drawing was done on autopilot, and I liked the way it turned out.

 

I knew I wanted to have some kind of lettering on the pisser's holey tee shirt, but had no idea about what it should be. This happens to me all the time. For some reason, I'm never quite certain what's appropriate. I don't own any shirts with writing and imagery on them other than my old "Mineshaft" tee. So, nothing really comes to mind immediately. Personally I don't cotton to being an unpaid, human billboard, but I know that most folks don't mind branded shirts. That said... for any bar or business that wants to send me a promotional XL shirt, I’ll try it out and see the reactions I get. The shirt with the best response will make an appearance in a future piece of art.

 

The rest of the picture was so easy that having to think about this issue again broke my concentration. Then, I remembered that I'd gone out last week to a bar in Venice (California, obviously) and had a great time. So, I decided to commemorate that occasion by putting the bar’s name "Roosterfish" on the pisser's chest. It's subtle enough not to be a distraction, but at the same time, it achieves the exact effect I was going for. To the casual viewer it's just a random name, but to those familiar with the bar, it's an added treat.

 

— Michael Kirwan

 

Wait Your Turn — 2013 — 6" x 9"

 

 

 

 

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