Jungle Bash 2006

So Jungle Bash 2006 was rapidly approaching, and decorations were in demand. The boys asked for a painting. Not just any painting. No, this painting had to represent "The Jungle Lounge." You see, when a party like Jungle Bash 2006 creeps up on you - a party that consists of three house parties in one - there are themes, there are destinations, there are expectations.

(I'm being a little overdramatic here, in case you hadn't noticed).

Regardless, I've never been "commissioned" to do a painting before. I've given many as gifts, but the colors seemed to flow from the brush, without a care in the world. It was a daunting task. Could I do it? Could I follow the theme and still create something that could remain above the couch in the living room?

I found myself staring at a blank canvas for two days. I had painter's block. Is that even a thing? I finally committed to some colors... and hated it. The good thing about acrylic paint is that once it dries, you can cover it right up and no one is the wiser. I really should have taken a picture of the before, not just the after.

Anyway, this is what I came up with for the party. I did not like it at first, but it really grew on me. It's slightly surrealist, slightly Donutriffic. I don't know. I just made that up:

Don't you feel like you're on the edge of the Amazon? I do.

The party was a good time. Saw some old friends, met some new ones, and drank some jungle juice. Okay, more than some:

Drunkenness ensued. It's not that obvious, but it's there. Oh, it's there.

The best part thing about parties at Club 1139 is the time of night when Joshy dances on the table. Usually around 1:15 a.m. It's really not a party until then:

I wish I could remember what song was playing...

All in all, a good night. Got to bed at like... four? I don't remember.