After working on Redpeck, my nickname for the toddler as she has red hair, I had some time so I did this small monochrome of a 1927 Saturday Even Post cover. First let me explain the name Redpeck. It is funny how some words stick with you over the years; words that have no particular meaning. We were playing in a high school golf tournament; when a red headed player from an opposing team approached the first tee, a member of my team shouted, “hey, Redpeck, don’t clutch.” We were from Iowa but not country gentlemen.
The Saturday Evening Post covers make me nostalgic. I can remember sitting in the easy chair and reading the magazine each week. Those illustrations are so much better at eliciting emotions than, most – not all- but most, of the pure abstract crap. I would like to do a series of these old covers. Of course, for me a series is 2 and then I move on to yet another hairbrained scheme.