Tuesday, December 2, 2008



A narrative exercise:

“Here in the lawless town of Deadwood, the lone man roams. With each encounter he faced spells the risk of danger. The wanted posters referred to him as “Redwood”, but his true name remains unknown. He is stern, watchful, and follows no rules except for one thing: to prepare for Death’s unexpecting presence. Each face-off dual are a test of his sharpness, with pistols on his side, hands spread out, and eyes locked on his soon-to-be-dead opponent. There’s no way to get around his fearless blue-cold look that haunts even the most feared among the lawless. He has survived each moment of split-second-shot duals, with every moment of a small brief victory only to be faced with another foolish foe. Another arrogant fool challenges him, and there he stood with his silver guns ready to blaze through Deadwood air blowing hay pass by him and the streaming light from the Western Sun burning onto his reddened face which only god knows how much deaths he has faced in such unlawful acts of a lone man’s pride.”

Painted on approximately 25x9-inch wooden panel with acrylic and ink.

© Eduardo Pasaoa


Jinny Liang said...

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Eduardo Pasaoa said...

Holy Crap! That was quick!!! HAHA! Thnx :D