Man, Frazetta's people were the ultimate come-on. When after a determined campaign (extremely determined given what I have to work with) I found out eventually what sex with hardbodies was actually like it was such a letdown.
Frank Frazetta made me feel like it was okay to have a big caboose, w/ his paintings populated by super strong men & buxom babes. His art was alive & passionate in a way that few other painters' is. He left a few rough edges, a few details unsmoothed, in some of his most important works. There's a sense of playfulness & passion in his paintings that his imitators will never have.
@15 - no, actually, I met him a couple of times. Once at a Westercon and once at a Worldcon. He was a nice guy, kind of distant, but you would be too if everyone was in your face all day.
His Viking funeral? Set adrift in a raked, customized Ford Econoline Van with the mushroom side windows, mag wheels, and the entire rolling fantasy emblazoned with his artwork. I will drive with neon green fur on my dashboard for the next ten days of mourning.
@16 I love the way Frazetta drew women - his girls had butts, and boobs, and even a little belly fat. They looked like they could survive childbirth, kill monsters, and actually thrive in the fantasy landscapes where they were placed. They were otherworldly in a way that Boris Vallejo's women never were.
However - now that old Frank is gone, there is going to be a hell of a fight over the estate.
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I bought more than one book as a teenager based solely on his cover art.
However - now that old Frank is gone, there is going to be a hell of a fight over the estate.