Pin-up girls and the bomb

Enough cheesecake to make your dead great-great grandmother’s false teeth complain

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Plutonium Desert Garden Pin-up Swimsuit Beauty, Declassified
2005
18 by 13 inches
Digital Painting by Juli Kearns, Copyright © 2005 Juli Kearns
Based on a photo from the “Hanford Historical Photo Declassification Project”.

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There’s a fair amount of cheesecake in the archive of the Hanford Declassified Project. Many of these photos have, strictly speaking, nothing to do with the bomb. And yet they do as Richland existed for plutonium production.

Yes, you bet we’re aware we sold security with sex

Legs here, legs there, sex sells the message, chases the spoonful of bitter with the sweet, and everyone knows it.

For instance, in the archive is a photo of two men at Hanford, one of whom is pointing out to another a sign on security and sabotage prevention.

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Eve Expelled from the Garden

or The Baker’s Daughter

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Eve Expelled from the Garden
Alternative title: The Baker’s Daughter
Digital painting
Approx 14 w by 10 inches h

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Eve is a nod to the pin-up painter Rolf Armstrong, based on one of his paintings. The bakery is based on a photo I took years age of one in Augusta, on The Hill. I don’t know if it’s still there. And it was on Eve Street. Which is what gave me the idea for the painting. Was thinking of those older bibles with the paintings with the women biblical characters who look like pin-up girls.

This actually looks great at 40 by 32 inches. At least on the monitor.

“We Went and We Saw” Series

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T Wrecks At the Museum of Natural History
Alternative title: Escape from Creationism!
Digital painting
Approx 24 w by 13 inches h
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And yes that’s H.o.p. Artist and fledgling animator. My pride and joy. Who has taken to calling me “stupid head” the past week whenever he disagrees with me.

To give you an idea of how I do things.

We were at the museum and ah I got the idea for the painting.

I had taken this picture of Hop–which is what gave me the idea.

I took this picture of a mural at Fernbank with the two T Rexes facing off.

Cropped and put together the two images to use as a reference. Did the painting in Photoshop. Altered a few things in the Fernbank mural along the way (actually altered a lot but you can’t tell it). Opted to leave H.o.p.’s fingers blurry for sense of motion. The artist who did the mural at Fernbank used images I’ve seen elsewhere for a reference but I can’t place where. But I know because I remember seeing a number of them (we have tons of dino books).

Another Bowling Ball Guy

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Coffee table

This is our coffee table. Another one of the bowling ball head guys. I started doing them when H.o.p. was young, though wasn’t doing stick figures like this, but he did do those blazing suns that kids do. I just liked the idea of stripping things down to the bare bones archetype. The coffee table before this was about 4 by 4 feet and another painting I had done and we’d attached a frame and legs to it. We couldn’t bring it here so a couple of nights before we moved, I decided to do another coffee table painting on a coffee table that would fit. We had the coffee table already as an old one had been left in the attic by a previous tenant. I stared at the wood for several hours and then decided I would do a bowling ball guy in a garden as we were moving to a place with no yard and it would give me a spot of green greeting me daily.

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Portrait of Donna

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Pastel, hand tint and digital painting over black and white photo
13 by 12 inches

Donna (don’t recollect her last name) had the largest eyes. Very pretty, unusual looking girl with these huge eyes. Another person I have no idea what happened to.

Will you look at those eyes? I had done a larger portrait and then decided to cut it down to her face alone.

I was thinking of Hammer Films when I did this.

We’re watching “Space Ghost” here. Judy Tenuta is flirting with Space Ghost, who is blushing. “Look, he’s blushing!” says H.o.p., who is fascinated by the fact some people blush. He does not, much to his chagrin. Because he thinks it’s a pretty neat human trick. And now here’s Timothy Leary, “The Most Dangerous Man Alive” no longer. H.o.p. skips Timothy Leary and rewinds it to watch Judy Tenuta again. And again.

Believe it or not, the Halloween candy is all gone. H.o.p. didn’t get much straight out chocolate in his haul. Fine chocolate (real good expensive chocolate) and M&Ms are about all the candy he will eat. Don’t get the idea he isn’t a sweets freak though because if there’s good chocolate around he would eat it all day. Same with M&Ms. His haul was largely composed of things like KitKats and Baby Ruths and Tootsie Rolls and Tootsie Pops, which he opened, took one lick or nibble and discarded. There are a few bags of sweet and sour candies left that he’s holding on to, knowing that his cousins like them and he hopes to some day like them as well. In the meanwhile, I guess he keeps them out of a sense of solidarity. But I only bring all this up to say I guess it’s time to take down the fake spider webs. The carved pumpkin we deposited in the trash on Halloween as after only a couple of days it was already full of white fuzzy mold (never seen mold grow so fast, it was about an inch in length if not longer). The 5 foot green Halloween skeleton is hanging from H.o.p.’s door and I think that is going to be on permanent display.

I used to work with a woman who every day, at 3, had a KitKat. Before long I was having a KitKat every day at 3 too, just out of some peculiar sense of solidarity. I don’t even care for KitKats that much. Had only had one before and haven’t had a Kit Kat since.

Man, I love Space Ghost. Every so often H.o.p. pulls out the Space Ghost and we go on a Space Ghost spree. One of my favorite episodes is “Banjo”.

“Okay… I’m all alone… Banjo? Oh, Banjo! My, how you’ve grown! (To the tune of Flipper) I’m Banjo! Banjo! Faster than light-ning!…Ow! You could have taken my hand off! Bad Banjo!”

We’ve been watching today the one in which Kirk the Storyteller and Carl the Cartoonist recreate the Banjo episode. Funny, funny stuff. The part of Banjo the Sea Monkey is played by people in a Chinese Dragon costume.

Still no politics here. As long as Bush’s poll ratings are crashing and the Dems aren’t scrambling to impeach him, I’ll probably have nothing much to say about politics. I just don’t have much to say after New Orleans. I don’t even have anything to say about not having anything to say.

I read about the madness on other people’s blogs.

Finally, a portrait for Mike Miller that he’ll likely never see (repost)

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Pastel, hand tint and digital painting on black and white photo

Whoops, I messed up and replaced this post with another. Anyway, restating the story, Mike Miller was my humanities prof in College and briefly a friend of ours as he soon moved. I’ve no idea what happened to him. Right before he left, I took some pics of him that didn’t turn out well but I hung onto a couple thinking I’d one day do a portrait.

On "Stranger in Paradise"

Years ago when I had a real photo set up I concentrated on doing architectural shots. With the digital painting I’ve focused on faces but the other night when we were dropped off at Burger King by the tow truck, we walked in to a lush old version of “Strangers in Paradise” playiing. Despite it being dinner hour, the place was empty but for a couple of others and one of the employees was out in the restaurant polishing up the chrome and wiping fingerprints off surfaces. To this velvety “Strangers in Paradise”. I wanted to take a picture of the woman polishing the chrome but somehow it didn’t feel right to approach her. There was something about the moment where it felt it would have been invasive. A rupture in the atmosphere.

Michelle with white curtains

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Michelle, at She Captures Me, posts pics and sometimes pics of herself. Such as this one.

I did portraits many years ago but then didn’t do any at all for years and years. Computer changed that. Michelle has some nice pics that show her smiling but the above one struck me in particular, though it’s probably not very representative. I grabbed it and used it as a reference for painting a digital portrait and asked Michelle if I could post it here. Above is what I came up with.

Interesting and involving working on most anyone’s face. Michelle is attractive, but what makes for involving or interesting has nothing to do with the usual standards of attrractiveness. Indeed, most everyone to me, anymore, seems to have an exceptional face. In this case, I in particular enjoyed working on Michelle’s eyes.