Friday, May 18, 2007

Curse of the Goat

The Curse Of The Goat
8 x 10 acrylic on board

Thomas Worth was an angry man who developed a habit of kicking things when he lost his temper(which was quite often) He managed to kick most of the people in his town for one reason or another. As a result, he was always alone. (Who in their right mind would want to be around someone who might kick them?)
One day while eating an apple, he bit down hard with a rotten tooth. The pain shot through him quickly and his temper flared up as usual. He turned and saw a goat grazing in the field next to him. He rushed over to it and kicked it.
The goat stood up on its hind legs and cursed him, “ I’ll make your face just like mine!” The sight of the goat frightened him and he fainted. When he awoke a few hours later and staggered drunkenly toward home, he noticed everyone staring at him strangely. He wasn’t sure what to make of it. Then he stumbled on a rock and almost fell face-first into a puddle. As he righted himself, he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the water. A curious thing had happened, . . . somehow the goat’s curse had come true.
From that day on, he did his best to stave off his previously unmanageable temper, in the hope that his appearance might change back. It never did.


Jim “Lumpy” Phelps
8”x10” acrylic on board

Jim was a prize winning rat-catcher and gifted phrenologist.
After spending years examining the bumps on his own head, he came to the conclusion that rat-catching was not the job he was best suited for. In 1850, he was dispatched to Brixton Prison to use his phrenology skills to examine the heads of the inmates in the hope that he might get some insight on the “criminal mind”. His studies were inconclusive, . . . but while he was there, he managed to rid the prison of its rats.

Norman and Jenkins

Norman And Jenkins
8 x 10 acrylic on board

Norman lived in a small cottage outside of London that he shared with his pet Weta, Jenkins,( a large cricket-like insect native to islands in and around New Zealand) Unlike ordinary insects, Jenkins had the ability to control people’s minds. Did he use that ability for good or evil?, . . .no one knew for certain, . . .but Norman lived happily with his “pet”, He did find it curious that the local townspeople often addressed him as “King Norman” or “Your Majesty”, and when the town tax collector arrived at his home to make an assessment, he cried out that his eyes were on fire and leaped into the pond.

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Edward "Twitchy” Jones
8”x10” acrylic on board

He was an engine driver who had an obsession with machines; particularly ones that made loud rhythmic noises.
Through most of his adult life, he operated on very little sleep. But when he did allow himself to nap, his loud, unconscious tremors would vibrate his body to such a degree, that often times, he would wake up several feet away from where he lay down to rest.