My close friend Michael always joked about having a band named “Tendic Dinosaur”, as in: “I’ve got to piss like a…”, and I’ve always agreed that it’s a pretty great band name. I especially like the intentional, Led Zeppelinesque misspelling and the ambiguity that it adds. In any case, when Mike and his housemate Keith recently moved to a new apartment that was much closer to my place, I decided to do two things:
1. Buy a drum kit to keep at their place so that I could practice with them.
2. Paint a dinosaur eating Mike’s guitar as a housewarming present.
What I didn’t anticipate was that buying that drum kit would automatically make me a member of Tendic Dinosaur, and that painting that painting would provide a dose of nonsense-driven glee that made me feel like I was 12-years-old again and drawing dinosaurs all the time, often in urban settings wreaking havoc.
Preliminary Sketches
Laying things out. (The stage lights were added as a joke, and then they became essential.)
Very close to done. (I later scuffed the guitar and cleaned up the lights a little bit)
…and now, introducing: TENDIC DINOSAUR!
Keith’s Firebird and my kit
Mike’s guitar, pre-chomping.
“Give us this day our daily shred.”
You know what this sounds like? A dinosaur attack, son.