Tim and Jeremy are both waiters at a restaurant in downtown New York City. During slow times at work, to stave off boredom when it is slow, the two young men draw pictures. These pictures are made using ink and what is called the "Triple Dupe Pad," a book of paper used to place orders in the kitchen. The drawings usually take about a week to make, all the while also being used by fellow employees to take orders; this sometimes leads to other collaborators or in a couple cases, to the loss of the work. The drawings are then scanned and colored in Photoshop where they come to life in stunning technicolor! The subject matter varies from piece to piece, as they are made over a long course of time and under various moods and states of mind. They all retain a playfulness that serves as a coping mechanism after spending a night catering to the endless needs of hungry patrons.

Thursday, January 12, 2012

#31 "Turkey Time!" featuring Lael and Vosse. March 14, 2011 But this time, in color.

(Click on the Image to Enbiggen!)

This one definitely got better with color. It's still not my favorite, but let's face it, there are a lot to choose from, so not every one is going to be the Sistine Chapel of T&J drawings. This one is more like the "Family Circus" of T&J drawings. You know that comic strip with Billy, Jeffy, Dolly, and the kid? That strip was sometimes very witty, but for the most part it made my skin curl. I still remember some strips just because they were so ridiculous. But, it was a huge hit with the elderly population, I assume, since it's still in syndication. I'm not even sure what this one is all about. I know there is something happening between the turkey and the conjoined twins. It seems they want to feed the turkey some weed. Maybe these people have come to this little park where their favorite statue stands. The forest fire in the background is making strange circular clouds that fill the air. And all the while, the poor turkey bites on leftover Halloween candy corn, his one row of teeth stuck within it's high fructose heart. The one twin is having a hallucination of pure color in the vague shape of a woman he once knew earlier in his life whom he had forgotten about until this very moment. The other part of the duo has had his eye punched out, and surgically inserted a Kurt Vonnegut inspired asshole. He looks out at the viewer, or just past the viewer at the dark things that lurk just behind our heads. We never see them back there because once we turn around to catch them in their sinister act, they just as quickly return to the very back of our heads. Waiting in our blind spots to torment us with doubts, regrets, depressions, and rages that we can't do anything about. But this twin; he sees them. He can see them because his shadowy conscience is a real person, his own twin, always there. Always connected; a physical reminder that he does have a dark side, an evil twin. Or is he the evil one, he thinks to him self. Maybe my weed smoking, hallucinating twin is the good one, and I am the evil one. After all, I am always behind him, as he is always behind me. That is one of the conundrums of having a twin connected at the back, one of them always thinks the other one is the evil one. It's a vicious cycle that could go on forever.

No comments:

Post a Comment