Waiting for Mister Burgher
22 inches x 17 inches
Hand signed and numbered. Edition of 125 Giclee prints using archival inks
on 100% acid free Hahnemühle Etching Paper
“Waiting for Mister Burgher” was one of the titles I wrote after I made the original charcoal drawing (The 4 x 5 foot oil painting came later). I had set up the simple still life and thought about the inanimate objects just waiting there to be consumed. I had been reading Dashiell Hammett and Raymond Chandler at the time and wanted to make a sort of parody of the genre since there was no way I could write anything near what they had done. I created the character Mister Hammond Burgher. A hapless man. He was someone who did his 9-5 job with little enthusiasm. He leaves work one day and decides to use the back exit instead of his normal route. As he exits into the alley he is met with gunfire from some rookie cops on his right and some cheap crooks on his left, all firing like crazy. He catches every bullet and falls like a redwood; dead before he hits the ground. At home, on the kitchen table is the setting you see in the painting, His wife had prepared his meal, like she had for many years, then left the room because she could not stand his noisy eating. The objects on the table; the coke, the salt and pepper, the mustard, the ketchup, all stood there like soldiers. They were waiting for Mister Burgher.
Waiting for Mister Burgher
22 inches x 17 inches
Hand signed and numbered. Edition of 125 Giclee prints using archival inks
on 100% acid free Hahnemühle Etching Paper
“Waiting for Mister Burgher” was one of the titles I wrote after I made the original charcoal drawing (The 4 x 5 foot oil painting came later). I had set up the simple still life and thought about the inanimate objects just waiting there to be consumed. I had been reading Dashiell Hammett and Raymond Chandler at the time and wanted to make a sort of parody of the genre since there was no way I could write anything near what they had done. I created the character Mister Hammond Burgher. A hapless man. He was someone who did his 9-5 job with little enthusiasm. He leaves work one day and decides to use the back exit instead of his normal route. As he exits into the alley he is met with gunfire from some rookie cops on his right and some cheap crooks on his left, all firing like crazy. He catches every bullet and falls like a redwood; dead before he hits the ground. At home, on the kitchen table is the setting you see in the painting, His wife had prepared his meal, like she had for many years, then left the room because she could not stand his noisy eating. The objects on the table; the coke, the salt and pepper, the mustard, the ketchup, all stood there like soldiers. They were waiting for Mister Burgher.