Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Charlie's Lonesome Dreaming

Charlie never got respect. Even in his dreams. He would envision vast empires and legions of sultry woman needing to please men. Yet he would always find himself the janitor of his own Xanadu. Or a haberdasher in times where people wore no hats. Now, ol' charlie has gone stoic and has learned it's best to enjoy what little joys his own subconscious will dole out. A psychic stoic, Charlie has found something of happiness and more of enlightenment.


  1. This is a very well done piece. I like the use of color, the lining like a charcoal/pencil drawing. It is melancholy to a degree, but then so is the subject. No respect does wear a person down and away....

  2. specially no self respect, you should be able to respect yourself in dreams.