March 10, 2011At Tuesday's graphic design meeting we decided we need a kitsch illustration for Johnny Boggs' next column on the best cowboy breakfasts in the West. The photographs of food were flat and uninteresting (great writers rarely make good photgraphers). We decided a classic illustration of a retro-cowboy with a bib on, with crazed eyes (Dan Harshberger calls this the "Weasels Ripped My Flesh" look, referring to a sixties album by Frank Zappa that has this dude shaving with a weasel. It's a mocking, or, crazed parody of fifties advertising where enthusiastic eyes look slightly deranged).
None of us could find anything appropriate. Some searches came close but they weren't Western, so we assigned a very cheap artist to whip out a quick knock off of a fities-cowboy-retro-dining art.
Not perfect, but perfectly inexpensive. ha.
"To the living we owe respect, but to the dead we owe only the truth."
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