I started selling comics at the San Jose flea market, back in the late 1970s. Like everywhere else, Frazetta influence was all pervasive. I often sold near a stand that provided airbrushed custom art on vans. The vans lined up all day, and they all wanted the same thing. They wanted some bad-ass Frazetta art on their ride. I would always stop by and admire the various renderings throughout the day.
What could say "If this van's rockin' don't come knocking" better than this beauty?
The Flea Market was in bloom in the hot summer months. He-men strode around in their tank-tops in the mid-day sun. Many of them had tattoos. Guess who the most popular artist was, and probably still is, when it comes to tough-guy tattoos?
Would you want to mess with the owner of this arm?
His tattoo, alone, could kick your timid ass!
I quickly came to the conclusion that all guys think that they are Frazetta characters. It didn't matter if they were a Hell's Angel or a math teacher, inside was the heart of a reaver, a slayer, with gigantic melancholies and gigantic mirth. A guy that won't back down when things get rough. Somehow Frazetta had gotten in to each man's head, and had understood the underpinnings of his soul. Frazetta was as popular as beer.
The parodists caught on to this universal longing inside the common man to be a Frazetta character.
This is by Boris, but it's an obvious Frazetta parody.
Just like everything else by Boris.
What action movie star would not want to be depicted by the great Frazetta?
They've messed with the wrong guy.
What better way to let heavy metal fans know that you mean business than with this bad-ass cover!
When I think about it, Frazetta's art was so powerful, so potent, that it was almost a sacred thing. It was surely the best part of anything it was attached to. No matter how many great artists there were in an issue of Creepy, or Eerie, NOBODY could beat the Frazetta cover. I've never listened to Molly Hatchet, but boy is that cover beautiful. Their music couldn't possibly be as good as that cover. Frazetta was almost too good for the world he inhabited, but he surely elevated it. He wrote a brand new visual language that lives on everywhere.
