A couple bad-asses nearing completion.

Here on the easel is 'Major' Taylor ripping some holes in the space-time continuum of 1899. I had a lot of fun throwing the speed lines for that one.  Using tape to mask off his body and bike, the vinyl paint was kind of 'rhythmically thrown 'Jackson Pollack' style. Its really a joy to paint that way once you learn to control flying paint lines!


Same goes for the fun blue lines breezing around the one-footed man all inner-tubed to his home-made prosthetic bike leg.  That one is called, "Fixie."  Inspired by the Flogging Molly's song, "Float," ...a sample of the lyics:

"Singled out for who you are
It takes all types to judge a man
Feel, that's all you can.
Ah, but don't, no don't sink the boat
That you built, you built to keep afloat." 

In this case, he floats the concrete oceans of life.