The Lethargic Artist Coloring Book

As a young lad growing up in Norwalk, California, Patrick McGilligan was entranced with the legendary bluesman, Robert Johnson. Not with his fantastic innovations on the guitar, nor with his groundbreaking music. No, Patrick had heard the tale of the bluesman heading to the crossroads and swapping his soul with Satan to learn to play the blues. Patrick became consumed with the idea of making a pact with the devil. What kind of pact? Well, it took him a few years to ponder just what he...
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As a young lad growing up in Norwalk, California, Patrick McGilligan was entranced with the legendary bluesman, Robert Johnson. Not with his fantastic innovations on the guitar, nor with his groundbreaking music. No, Patrick had heard the tale of the bluesman heading to the crossroads and swapping his soul with Satan to learn to play the blues. Patrick became consumed with the idea of making a pact with the devil. What kind of pact? Well, it took him a few years to ponder just what he could get from the dark lord in return for his eternal soul.His travels took him far from home, all the way to distant Santa Monica where he was hired as a clerk at Vidiots, a famous local retail store where people rented movies. With every passing year this antiquated practice loses the sheer glamour and prestige once associated with it, but let history record that working in a video store was not only the lowest rung on which one could find oneself in the film industry, but it was also the bottom of the barrel in retail commerce.From this vantage point one can assume that poor Patrick was an easy mark for Lucifer. One can imagine that the seduction of the film industry would consume him with a desire to be a great star of the silver screen or a great film director. The devil loves to trade these glamorous tightrope walks for a man's soul. But Patrick had his sites set on something closer, something Beelzebub had never quite been asked to accommodate. Patrick wanted to sell his mortal soul to the devil for the ability to paint cartoons on the window of Vidiots.Not only was the deal consecrated in a matter of minutes, Patrick signed the contract with a pseudonym, Jack Meoff, forcing the devil to enter into a lengthy period of litigation against his own lawyers for missing critical contractual errors. How many souls were freed from eternal enslavement? Ah... the cartoons on the windows of Vidiots hold a clue. As the once damned began emerging from their formerly eternal servitude, they entered back into the mortal realm from Hades through a portal in the "Comedy" aisle of the Vidiots store. Each greeted Patrick as the class action suits wore on thru the years and Patrick dutifully painted their portraits on the window of the store.He has of course become internationally famous since then. Most of the drawings in this book were drawn on his yacht in between dalliances with worshipful groupies and fan-club members. The themes he visits herein are of the universal human condition of excelling to be the best-looking and stylish person one can be. The fit and trim bodies and the symmetrical beauty of their faces make comic portraits that reinforce Patrick's belief in this world being one of grace, beauty and simplistic perfection.And so in looking to the pages ahead, we can only quote that famous saying favored by the McGilligan clan for centuries: What hath hell wrought?