Lemmy; Ghostbusters chatter


Lemmy Koopa is named after the iconic frontman of metal rockers Motörhead. Apparently, most of the Koopalings are named after famous musicians, from Beethoven to Roy Orbison. The more the you know…

Also, in my research for this 24×24″ collage (comics, magazines, a movie ticket to the new Ghostbusters movie*), I learned that the seven Koopalings (Lemmy, Larry, Iggy, Roy, Wendy, Ludwig and Morton), who originally debuted in the NES’s Super Mario Bros 3, are no longer classified as Bowser/King Koopa’s children!

I am shocked and appalled.

*TANGENT: I had time to kill, and Ghostbusters was the best option from a thin pool of viewing options. I have to say, as a silent hater every step of the way in the development of this remake, I was pleasantly surprised. The remake was good, and I laughed more than a few times. Not guffaws, mind you, but I consider a smile, or a “Heh,” a laugh.

The main villain is a guy by the name of Neil Casey, who I remember from my time studying improv at the Upright Citizens Brigade in New York City. So in a weird, vicarious way, i was a thrill for me to think it was a thrill for this guy I didn’t even actually know to be the primary antagonist in a Ghostbusters. I WOULD DO IT. And so would you.

I do think Ghostbusters ’16 should have expanded on the mythos and universe built in the first two movies, rather than reimagine it, and I’m still furious that Paul Feig so linearly gender-swapped his characters (three white scientists, one street smart black, Johnny-come-lately).

In my Ghostbusters sequel, Egon’s ghost would have been their spiritual advisor. Venkman likely would have had a daughter (probably illegitimate) involved either as a teammate, or better yet, an antagonist as the mayor’s disbelieving lackey. The cast wouldn’t have to all be the children of the original team, but SOME connection would have been a nice homage. (All members of the original cast, minus Rick Mornais, do make cameo appearances as new characters in Ghostbusters ’16.)

Anyway, good movie.


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In response to my Super Mario collage from a few months back, here’s Bowser, made from a bunch of reaaaaaaaaaaaaally shitty comics, old Wizard magazines and Comic Shop News.

Yesterday morning, my almost-three-year-old asked me if she could help. “Daddy, can I glooooooo it, too?”

So I had her tie up some loose ends on the right arm.

I think I may go with Toad or Luigi next, or jump back over to cereal mascots.


One of my daughter’s favorites (not the painting, the character). Well, it’s one my favorite Muppet paintings, and here it is.


Bobo is a Muppet who has steadily gained traction to now. To borrow a hockey term, he’s a solid two-way center. This isn’t the guy who’s going to score the game-winner every night, but he’s an integral part of the team, and really, the Muppets are the ultimate in celebrity teams. Not one of them could ever survive on their own. (Well, maybe Pepe. I could see him leading a sitcom starring an otherwise all-human cast.) It’s the summation of their part that makes the Muppets great, and its nice to see a new character break through to join the staples we all know and love.

But that brings me to the point: The Muppets has omitted some previously established well-known puppets. I’m playing devil’s advocate when I ask what happened to Walter, because I hated him from day one. But seriously, he was the star of the Muppets’ revival on the big screen in 2011 and now he’s… uh… in storage?The Muppets

We’ve also been without penguins and Camilla the chicken, Gonzo’s former main squeeze. If there’s background room for Crazy Harry, a personal favorite whose antics as a trigger happy bomber shouldn’t fit in the PC post-9/11 world, then there’s got to be a place for Camilla.

Muppets Tonight alumni Clifford and Johnny Fiama (and his monkey, Sal Minella) have been MIA for years, which is especially telling considering the visible, if not prominent, roles they held during the mid-90s through the earliest part of the 21st century. Meanwhile, fellow Muppets Tonight stars, Andy and Randy, Miss Piggy’s nephews, have at least had some blink-and-you’ll-miss-them moments in 2015.MuppetsTonightSandraBullock

Beauregard is stick clutching to whatever screen time he can get with a vice-like grip, but we’ve lost Pops and George the Janitor. (It looks like Beau inherited that glamorous gig.) I can’t remember the last time I saw Mildred Huxtetter, but it was probably the original Muppet Show.

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Beauregard and Andy (or Randy) sneak into a shot of otherwise well-known Muppets. At least we got Behemoth in a Santa cap, too.

I’d also like to see more of Gene/Behemoth, just because.the-muppets-abc-series-750x422


Iron Man as New Jersey

I used to be a great drinker. I don’t do many elicit or illegal or even mildly hazardous activities anymore, but I did have two glasses of wine at work just now and sweet maple syrup, do I feel wobbly. And in that time, I also painted/drew this commissioned Iron Man as New Jersey. (11×14″, watercolor and gold ink)

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Jason Voorhees Badass New Jersey!

Jason VoorheesInspired by The Sexy Armpit‘s Purple Stuff Podcast, I’m going back to my home state and the Bad Ass New Jerseys (BANJ) with the Garden State’s favorite serial killer, Camp Crystal Lake’s Jason Voorhees!

The Friday the 13th star was created with watercolors, colored pencils and spray paint on 11×15″ 140lbs watercolor paper. Then I burned it as my two-year-old sang Happy Birthday, and if that’s not the cutest damn thing in the world, well, I don’t want to be here anymore anyway. And then I buried it in the dirt. If I owned a gun, I would have shot it, too, just for authenticity’s sake.

I posted this to my Twitter feed Friday afternoon, and said Twitter feed exploded with a bevy of comments, favorites and retweets. So I figured, shucks, I should make a purchase link for this, like, five minutes ago. And then it was sold and is currently on its way to Indiana, which I find to be the weirdest part of this story.

Foogos Storms Back!


Believe it or not, this ketchup and mustard Stormtrooper I “painted” yesterday is sorta work-related. I’m tying the annual International Food Day holiday event (which launched the Foogos concept five years ago when I condimented the map of the world) into the release of the new Star Wars movie. I have to do some more work here, but I’m hoping to theme this year’s IFD as “Intergalactic Food Day.”

Three bottles of impossibly-hard-to-squeeze-out French’s mustard and three bottles of disgusting Hunt’s ketchup (tastes like sugar… gross) were sacrificed in order to create this 24×30″ Foogos portrait.

Return of the Cereal Killer: Frosted Flakes

Let me tell you about unconditional love. I wait all year – approximately 300 days – for General Mills to release Monster Cereals into the ecosystem. I’m guaranteed Count Chocula, and I’d say that Franken Berry and Boo Berry are also safe bets. In 2013, I even got a special treat, with the re-release of both Frute Brute and Yummy Mummy.

FACT: Frute Brute and Yummy Mummy are the same flavor!

These cereals are quite possibly my favorite thing about the Halloween season. So, last week, I pour myself a bowl of Franken Berry, and my li’l partner, now two years old, begged for some “Ce-lull! Ce-lull!” So I gave her some Franken Berry, too. She ate the marshmallows only, because she is a smart kid.

And this is where unconditional love comes in. I poured that box of Franken Berry into a big mixing bowl, took out all the marshmallows, and let my daughter eat them, while I was stuck with a box of crunchy, pink, artificially flavored ghosts. That’s love.

And while that has nothing to do with this 24×24″ collage of Tony the Tiger, I just wanted to share my recent “ce-lull” story.

Moving onto Tony, this is something I conceived of maybe a month after the baby was born. So, literally, two years ago.

TANGENT: Can you believe that the dictionary caved in to the stupid sheeple of the first world and “literally” now also means “figuratively?” I’m so pissed off about this, and it’s an old story. When I use “literally,” I don’t mean “figuratively.” When I want to be explicit that something is figurative, I say, “figuratively.”

I’m glad to finally be done with this one, and I have more cereal mascots planned for the future. And yes, this is made with old comics. Sugary cereal and comic books are like the unofficial mascots of both Saturday morning and Americana. If this was an art history paper and not a blog post, I would go on for ten pages, double-spaced, about how emblematic this collage is to the American experience, a vital cog in the pop culture machine, a delicate thread woven into the largess of our decadent tapestry. But I’ll just show you the picture of my art studio instead:Tony the Tiger