Showing posts with label Sanjulian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sanjulian. Show all posts

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Demons

Well, here I am again, and barely. I am not finding closure with my computer woes. After handing over my beloved computer thrice to the Genius Bar, I have to go in for a fourth time, for the exact same problem as the three times before. I've only got a few days left on my extended warrantee and I fear that I'm being stalled until my time has expired, and then it's "whoops, too late sir, maybe it's time to buy a new computer". And perhaps it is time, as I am losing credibility with my clients and cannot afford the long terms of holding my machine and then not returning it in working order. 

I've been able to limp along between screen freezings by saving my work every 30 seconds or so and then, sure enough, sooner or later, wtf, it's done it again. And when I reboot, the screen jiggles and wiggles and gives me the razz.

Well, all this whining is to explain . . . once again . . . why my posts are rare-ish, and why there won't be many this coming week . . . no comPUter! I love my Mac, but the customer service has been lacking  and was even rude to me when I last picked up my machine.

I believe in the spirit of Apple and Steve Jobs. But sometimes I feel like demons are gnawing on my bones.

Sanjulian —Demons

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

G-G-Gable

Sanjulian —Clark Gable — 1980s

Monday, July 11, 2011

Gates of Fire

Two details of the same painting, by Sanjulian for a wrap-around book cover.

Above and below, Sanjulian — Gates of Fire — 1980s


Friday, April 23, 2010

Master of the Montage Vignette

Sanjulian also crafted powerful illustrations for historical romance novels, having mastered the montage vignette composition.

Above, for an Egyptian Mystery Romance

"Manchu"

"Troy"

More Sanjulian coming up, down the road.

All Their Glory

Remember those cool Sanjulian 70s-ish covers for the Warren mags and Heavy Metal?

The general magazines on the newstands at that time were already at boring mundane levels, but I remember all those fantasy magazines standing out in all their glory at the newsracks in drugstores and even Woolworth's and the newstands where businessmen bought their Wall St Journal.