Went home for lunch to meet the pool man. Our pool pump has blown out again. The company that made it would not honor warranty because they said we had it under water. It rains, pump is on dirt, overflow, yadda, yadda. . . Too long to relate here but I have a hunch it's going to wreck $500.
Took the opportunity to whip out a study featuring firemen shirts, which were all the go in the 1880s. Yes, cowboys actually wore the numbers on their chest. Probably the best comparison is kids today wearing their favorite pro player's jersey. This Old West version looks kind of goofy to our eyes, but I have a hunch sports jerseys are going to look pretty goofy in the next century ("Oh, that is so two-thousand-ish.")
Whipped Out #25, "Curly Bill's Number 2 Man"
Getting down to the bottom of Whipped Out Paintings which will go on sale very soon.
Whipped Out #26, "The Hacendado"
Here's a little set piece from the forthcoming graphic novel Mickey Free:
Whipped Out #27, "Mickey's Road Kill"
If you've ever had experience with border putas like me, you know they can sometimes be very angry people. This was done to illustrate the prostitute that Arizona Ranger Jeff Kidder ran into in Naco. The encounter cost him his life. Even her hair looks angry.
Whipped Out #28, "Angry Naco Puta"
Did several takes on Kid Curry for the last issue. Here's him as a Montana cowboy, just prior to his outlaw days when he was known as Harvey Logan.
Whipped Out #29, "Kid Curry No. 2"
And, finally, the one-eyed captivo who has captured my entire being for long stretches of time, The Mickster:
Whipped Out #30, "The Mickster Rides In"
"When I was a young girl well, I had me a cowboy
He weren't much to look at, just free rambling man
But that was a long time and no matter how I try
The years just flow by like a broken down dam."
—John Prine, Angel From Montgomery
