"To be the man, you gotta beat the man!"
Or in my case...
"To MEET the man, you gotta DRAW the man."...and his daughter...both championship wrestlers. Or at least that's what I did.
In college it always seemed to be me hanging our with my boyfriend at the time (now my husband- Johnny Nice!) ...me...John...and his friends, crammed in someone's dorm room. I always seemed to be the only girl. Oh well. Monday Night Raw was kind of a standing date for all of us. We practiced the 'people's eyebrow' and quoted Stone Cold Steve Austin. It was kinda a thing. It was our thing.
Heck...John and I were even Macho Man and Miss Elizabeth one Halloween, years later!
(We even ran into someone dressed like Hogan, don't worry, there was no drama)
...so John and I made the trip to the Magic City Comic Con- our first time EVER at a Comic Con...and it was pretty fun! We saw had a chance to meet Ric Flair and sit in on a question and answer session. (Oh, and there were a ton of crazy-amazing cos-play folks, fun merchandise and tons of amazing comic artists...definitely want to go again)
And I gave him- Ric Flair- the Stylin', profilin', limousine riding, jet flying, kiss-stealing, wheelin' n' dealin' son of a gun...yeah, HIM...I gave him my drawing. He asked who drew it and I felt so proud to tell him that I did- and that I drew it last night...and it was the original- and it was his.
...just a gal trying to get this art out of my soul to share with the world on a DAILY basis...no big deal...check out my ramblings!-JLG