The Raiders of Gor Land at Monarch Bay Beach

MODEL: Naomi Joy Oliva (Chance), then aged 30, along with a Jupiter series starsaucer from the original 1966-1968 CBS TV series created and produced by the legendary Irwin Allen.

LOCATION: Drawn over ten hours at the high school reunion's outdoor bar on the beach at Monarch Bay Beach in Monarch Beach, California.

DANA HILLS HIGH SCHOOL CLASS OF 1980's TENTH HIGH SCHOOL REUNION: If you don't know who John Norman is or his "Gor" series of books that are a bit like or inspired by Edgar Rice Burroughs' "A Princess of Mars--Barsoom" series, this book series has been around since the 1970s. Back in 1990 while at the ten year reunion of Dana Hills High School's Class of 1980, I began this sketch while four-sheets to the wind at the bar I was helping to tend for my buddy "Last Chance Lance," a render which I tweaked and improved for at least two more years thereafter.

Many of my high school classmates were watching while I began laying out the sketch with non-photo blue Prisma pencils, comic book-style, after which I began to apply inks in real time. The June Gloom was gone in the afternoon and the sun roasted us under our system of tents. Swim and surf breaks were in order.

I didn't know it at the time, but this was a day where I was surfing in sixty-six degree water to cool off without my normal wetsuits and over ten hours I suffered the single worst sunburn of my entire life--despite SPF30 sunscreen lotion.

John Norman's Gor is his concept of a planet in our own solar system, invisible from Earth due to it being in our very same elliptical orbit on the exact opposite position to us on the other side of our sun. "Gor" is also called "Counter Earth." I used a Jupiter series saucer for the render as I was drawing both from direct memory with no reference model.

This image was licensed by two ad agencies in Tokyo and Johannesburg. It was also featured in a Larry Flynt publication over in Europe that featured stories written by readers and local contributors.

My materials that day in my big portable wooden art box was markers, Berol Prismacolor pencils, India inks, Dr. Martin colored inks, F/W colored inks, Prisma crayons, ball-point pens in blue and black, and acrylic tube paints. Water from my canteen was plentiful. The reptile patterned black party dress was real, having been shopped by my girlfriend Naomi on Rodeo Drive up in LA. The seagulls were everywhere, always. Sunburns were avoided with professional tanning lotions with SPFs of thirty or higher. We were all in our late twenties with significant others in their early thirties.

Once I published this image in social media. The feathers I ruffled and the responses--just before the arrival of #Me Too and Cancel Culture was highly entertaining. I reminded everybody that 1990 was three years prior to the arrival of "Political Correctness" and the most fetal aspect of what would become the "Woke" culture of "Snowflakes."

The model for the identical twins was my then-girlfriend of five years. The day I would meet my wife was still five years and two months away in the future. My girlfriend loved the Smith&Wesson handcuffs I maintained for work, my weapons collection and some "Soft" wine-encouraged B&D as long as she also got her much-beloved and carefully hidden collection of gold piercings from the old "The Gauntlet" in LA. Needless to say, "Beach Day" that weekend was a bit fun as we created a lot of attention.