As promised, a little commission I received from Hackman of the extremely sexy, highly under-rated, and often over-looked Drew Saturday. Hell, the Secret Saturdays ended in 2010, but I didn't start watching it until a few months ago. What the hell was I thinking?!?
Now, normally (on the rare occasions I actually do commish a piece) I just get sketches and color them myself, but I really dig Hack's simplified coloring style.
So, here I sat, meaning to email Gagala to see how life in general was going, having not talked to him in quite some time (and having completely forgotten about his usual Halloween piece), when this arrived in my inbox this evening....
As for life in general on my end, I've got a number of things in the works....another mish-mash of the G-Man's stuff that's sure to please (though, not Witches and Goblins related), not one but two commissions in the works by the likes of Roger Bacon and Hackman, and the usual assortment of odd-ball / sexy / nudie colorations.
Today the term Playboy Bunny has become synonymous with any woman who has graced the pages of Playboy magazine, but not so in the 1960s. Back then a Bunny was merely a (very well-trained) cocktail waitress in one of the 20 Playboy Clubs that opened before 1970.
In order to become a Playboy Bunny in 1960 women went through a careful audition process, underwent thorough screening, and extremely strict training. Bunnies were required to know 143 different brands of liquor and 20 separate garnishes for said liquor and mixed drinks. They had to master various maneuvers such as the "Bunny Stance", "Bunny Perch", and the "Bunny Dip". By and large, dating or mingling with customers was strictly verboten. All the while, strict regulations as to their appearance (and all of the previously mentioned) were enforced by Playboy Club employees in the guise of patrons...Bunnies in violation would either be given demerits or fired on the spot.
Only one out of every two to three thousand applicants went on to become Bunnies....those who made the cut would often earn 10 to 15 time that of the average cocktail waitress of the era. Only a small number of waitresses (less than 1%) went on to pose for the actual magazine.
The "Shaka" or "Hang Loose" gesture is known pretty much worldwide and often associated with Hawaii and surf culture. The origins of the gesture are subject to debate, ranging from pre-history China to 17th century Italy, but the most widely accepted version comes from Hamana Kalili (1882-1958) of La'ie, Hawaii.
As the story goes, Hamana was working on a sugar plantation on Oahu as a young man when he accidentally severed all three of his middle fingers, leaving only the thumb and pinkie. Unable to work in the fields, he was put to work as a conductor guarding the sugar trains bound for Honolulu. Children being, well, children would tease him and began imitating his 'all clear' wave to the train engineer. In later life, Hamana became a legendary fisherman and would often be seen giving his two-fingered wave to passersby.
American Sailors in the late 1940's and Haole (white people from the mainland U.S.) surfers in the 1960's began to adopt the gesture.....and the rest is history.
Never really been and big fan of the sauce-filled, stuffed-to-the-max pics...doesn't leave a whole hell of a lot to the imagination. I do occasionally make exceptions.
I wasn't really sure what to do with this one. There wasn't a heck of a lot of detail to the seemingly anonymous guys, so....I dunno. Ghost sex? Dream sequence? Maybe the over-active imagination of a domestic goddess while the kiddies are at school and hubby's at work?