This drawing, obviously, was
drawing the day James Gandolfini’s death was announced.
This saddened me, as I have
been hot for him for years, and enjoyed his performances in various films and
TV series. I especially like him in “Enough Said”; I thought he looked
especially good wearing a beard.
I thought the movie sucked,
in so far as his sex scenes with Julia Louis-Dreyfus were really chaste, almost
prudish. I wanted more flesh, more action, like maybe she would lean over an
suck on his nipple. Oh well; the opportunity is lost forever. Maybe there is
juicy material in the out takes; somehow I doubt it.
I am
aware that this sketch looks nothing particular like Mr. G; I was drawing one
of my “types”, my “clones of desire”, when I got the news. It’s a co-incidence
that the man in the sketch matches Gandolfini in his baldness and paunchiness,
in that these are attributes I find attractive anyway, which is why I find Mr.
G. attractive.
