Lance, Sensitive Artiste

So, the other day, I was cleaning out my perpetually messy junk drawer, and stumbled upon a stack of Lance Originals (TM).  Now, you don’t see Lance behind the drawing board often, so I’m probably spoiling you all with what stands as the extent of my current collection of his stirring, compelling artwork.

Now, we all know that cautionary phrase, “too much of a good thing.” But as red, white, and blue-blooded Americans, when has sensible, paced consumption been something that’s held us back? “Manifest destiny,” and all that.  Let’s take a gander at some of Lance’s moving work:

Circa early-2011:  I appreciate the fashion forwardness of my ascot (they’re coming, people! I guarantee it!), as well as our Ford Fiesta, which is depicted as more of a kitchen cabinet on wheels than a traditional automobile.  Is this a statement on our tendency to eat out at restaurants more than at home?  How thought-provoking…

Circa 2010: Lance demonstrates his firm grasp on perspective. The snake with the beak in the upper-left corner is defying convention by slithering in two dimensions.  Is Lance critiquing the serpentine nature of the current American political oligarchy?

One statement I am confident that Lance is making in the above image is: a sun wearing a pair of goggles is pretty sweet.

Circa July 2012: Lance depicting Ripley’s classmate at puppy school, Tilly, and her well-intentioned but slightly moronic owners.  Long story short: at the time Tilly was a two-month old black lab who had a seemingly limitless supply of aggressive energy, which she was likely to take out on Ripley.  Their leashes would get all tangled as they fought (it wasn’t playing, that’s for sure), and Lance and I and the other owners would constantly have to weave in and out of each other’s arms as we try to free up the leashes.  During one of our last class sessions, Tilly’s “dad” came in which scabs all up and down his arms, and he dopily chuckled, “Ooh, that Tilly!”

(No, dude, not, “Ooh, that Tilly!”  How about you train your dog not to shred up your arms?)

The problem was that Tilly’s parents treated puppy school as a way for Tilly to release some of her natural puppy energy.  Of course, this meant that very little learning (for which we paid a not-inexpensive price) actually occurred during class.  Tilly’s parents, if you want Tilly to make friends, take her to the dog park–we’re trying to learn here!

(Goodness, we are nerds.)

Suffice to say, we didn’t care for Tilly or her dumbo parents.  Lance’s rendition of Tilly above captures not only her satanic nature, but also her constant, curiously concerned look.

Circa 2010: Our last pair of images provides more of a compare/contrast exercise.  We were tasked by our pal Romina to create a design for her team’s t-shirts for the Lupus Loop charity event.  In an inspired move, we went with a superhero theme, intending the design to showcase a superpowered Romina fighting off the Bad Guys who plague people with Lupus.  Here’s my original sketch with that idea in mind:

And here’s Lance’s…

Check out that helmet hair, and Romina’s licorice arms successfully capture the strength of the Superhero Archetype.  In this piece, I think it’s important to notice that the sound effects are not a result of Romina actually punching the sun or a snowman, but rather her victims are crying these out themselves, with every hit. I’d never thought that a snowman would yell, “ZAP!” when whacked by a jelly arm, or that a sun would exclaim, “P.O.W.!” under the same circumstances.  Is the sun here just trying to surrender, offering itself up to Romina’s Lupus Prisoner of War camp?

I hope these complex, thought-provoking pieces gave you something to think about today, readers.  Remember, Lance will do commissions!

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