Meet the Fates
Who are the Fates?
In alphabetical order, there are two. In all actuality, in any order, there are but two.
Often called “The Man Who Will Write the Funniest Suicide Note of All-Time”, he can often be found wandering his Studio late at night, wiping what could be paint, might be blood from a brush. He has drunk deep from the chalice of regret, and forged a path to become an unknown. But it hasn’t all come as easily as an oil stain on a fresh concrete floor.
Let’s allow a third person voice to tell us more:
What do drawing hot rods and custom cars, sweeping a shop, and drawing a fat lady sitting on an overturned bucket all have in common? They can come together, and lead you to a glorious career in illustration and hot rod design! It worked for Brian, although his results may not be typical. Thank whatever god it is you may worship for that.
As a kid, our odd, Brian wanted to be an automotive engineer. A stylist, A designer. The next Harley Earl… or, at the very least, the guy who came up with the split rear seat in a Camaro. Exposing the hump… Brilliant. Sounds like something you’d read in the Us Weekly. ‘Hollywood Legend Caught in Midnight Tryst With Talk Show Diva: Exclusive Photos Expose the Hump that Rocked the Hills’. What were we talking about? Oh yeah, engineering. Brian started down that road. Mathematics, Engineering, real Science-y stuff. Sadly, his youthful mind was filled with visions of fast cars, girls, parties…. Imagine walking from a room full of guys talking slide rules and angles, and wandering into a room loaded with laughter, girls, music …and naked models. Yes sir, the Fine Art building. Or ‘Home’ as he called it. A trek to the Administration offices, and he was on to a new major: Fine Art.
Building on his natural skills for drawing, our subject honed skills in painting, sculpture, printmaking, design, typography, and balancing a full-time job and building his Chevelle from garage-based basket case to boulevard-cruising basket case. Jobs in auto parts stores, collision shops and more gave him experience in how things were put together, and what it took to build a car, manage a project and so-on. Between this work, he’d draw and paint. Life drawing classes were a constant stream of oddly-proportioned models and strange fruit and dinnerware. Our boy honed observational sketching, art history and technique, and hit on girls. When he wasn’t hitting on those girls, he’d hit on other girls. “Art,” he famously said, “seems to involve a lot of girls and booze and strange fruits arranged on ugly dinnerware. I can totally do this if it pays.” As is often the case, fantasy and reality share little in common.
A fast lane career that was a blur of painting, drawing, partying and working would land Brian where many high rollers before him find themselves: In a cubicle. It was during those flourescent-lit years that Brian came to realize his true calling: He would be one broke-ass motherfucker working for himself, drawing cars. Never before had those words held so much promise (and truth). Asked if he’s change anything about his career or where it has led him, he grows decidedly serious, and advises budding artists to forget all of that, and become a dentist. ‘Those guys make a shitload of cash,” Brian says.
This podcast will help fill a few holes, and perhaps widen others in his tale. Oh, and probably teach you that making dick jokes can be perfectly acceptable for a 40-something Dad to do, so long as it’s recorded and presented as “entertainment.”
The first indication his parents had that he was into performance vehicles was when he shot forth from his Mother drifting sideways reaching for another gear (“She didn’t scream or nothin!”… Points go to those who know the movie reference)! He’s always been fascinated with machines and altering or improving them to suit his needs, and drawing said machines just seemed second nature. Growing up the oldest (and arguably the best looking) of seven kids necessitated him helping out in the family business, so at the age of 12 he started working with his dad when not in school. There he learned the practical stuff like welding, designing and building your own tools, maintaining and repairing vehicles and how not to spray paint his brothers where his dad could see it…
All through school he got in trouble for drawing in the margins on his papers. Even in college.
You’d think in an art school they’d be open to artistic expression. But he has a framed grade sheet hanging in his studio where the instructor told him he’d never amount to anything unless he would abandon his comic book or cartoon style.
The jury’s still out on that one.
He’s been a journeyman Steamfitter and a freelance artist for over 20 years and is the Art Director for the “Pinstripe Legends” (a charity organization comprised of artists from the U.S. and Canada that benefits the Children’s Hospital of Wisconsin). He’s had the pleasure to work with some big names and some big companies in all three endeavors. As an artist, he’s primarily an automotive illustrator, but he also has a passion for sci-fi, fantasy illustration and special effects.
Always the advocate for stepping out of one’s comfort zone, he felt the next logical step for a stutterer, of which he is, would be to do a podcast. Lucky you. After all, they’re doing this for entertainment (albeit mostly theirs), but hopefully you’ll gain some information and not be too offended along the way.