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Moosemind - Escape from the council of the apes

A great image of a fugitive fleeing from would-be captors. Guess what they want him for!

Not crazy about the simians, but it's easy to imagine your favourite, dreaded predator instead. 

Rather nice texturing and a neatly incongruous, beautiful sunset. An augury of recapture, perhaps.

 

Moosemind - You Won't Be Needing This Any More

 An equally mysterious storyline here, but it's a beautifully constructed composition, designed to showcase the central figure's body in a stimulating way. It's a classic example of less nudity is more sexy, a point reinforced by his abundance of amorous admirers. They seek to delay his departure, but there's a hint of physical restraint being applied on the right. As if where he's going involves captivity as well as nudity.

 

Moosemind - Listen Boy, Come Over To My Tent Later

There's a fascinating study of power imagery here. A man, whose posture emanates authority and strength, has been accosted in the street and seems to be embarrassed by it, angered even. The other man is taller than him and clasps his neck, assertively pulling him closer, but at the same time bowing his head in a gesture that speaks of affection and supplication. This little drama is acted out before a fascinated audience

Both men are naked and (according to the title) one of them lives in a tent, although this is an obviously wealthy city. Similarly, the onlookers are all clad in drab loincloths, as if of a lowly caste. They must be slaves or arena fighters, perhaps. Men whose close relationships are all that they have. 

This is an unfaithful lover, perhaps, returning full of regret, or a defeated opponent coming forward to pay his forfeit, knowing he will be roundly used and humiliated. We can imagine the denouement in the marginally less public setting of his tent will involve lots of shouting, humble pie, tears and sex. 

 

Moosemind - Samson Destroys The Philistines

The underlying image here is a bit of a cliché, but it's nicely modelled and if, like me, you are not enamoured of long hair, it's easy to visualise a haircut that's as tidy as his physique. The soaring architecture is the wrong era, but superbly dramatic and gives a more relatable sense of scale to the modern eye. However, it makes you realise the original tale of him bringing down the temple must have been exaggerated a tiny bit. Or else, the priests got their just reward for neglecting the long-term maintenance of the building. 

Moosemind - Jealousy

This artist's interest in ancient cultures takes in the sport of naked wrestling, but he's applied it here to a more domestic scenario. It's quite hard to capture the drama of fighting in a static image, but this is a good attempt. The cartoon-style 'impact' signal is unorthodox but serves its purpose without subverting the splendid artistic pairing of figures, whose bodies are juxtaposed together and matched in a manner that seems to invoke the private intimacy and passion that has brought them to public blows.

 

 

Moosemind - Manhandled

 Here too, there's a great sense of struggle and also of physical strength, a sight that is rarely manifested in modern day, pro wrestling but can still be glimpsed in the amateur code. This mighty lift, delivered from a seated position, seems to have caught, off guard, an opponent who was prematurely celebrating victory in the modern manner, with clenched fists. An improbable throw, but a rather satisfying comeuppance for the braggart. The characterisation of the two men, one wild and hairy, the other with a more refined and subtle masculinity, reinforces the storyline.

 

 

Moosemind - Sparring

The artist's disingenuous title doesn't quite match the image a gay observer perceives. It is a perfectly feasible wrestling moment, but you can't help thinking that both men might have lost sight of the aim of winning this contest. He who has the upper hand suddenly finds himself distracted by an unexpected development. His over-excited opponent seems to have become suddenly aware of his own vulnerability, having started something he might not be happy to finish.

 

Moosemind - The Agoge Trials

A more conventional expression of the ancient art here shows two young men struggling for supremacy before an audience of soldiers. The Agoge was a rigorous, Spartan training program for young male citizens, so this is an authentic scene, but the sensual entwining of naked bodies here makes you wonder about the thoughts of those seemingly detached on-lookers and the reward given to the winner.

 

 

Moosemind - Colonised

 

This rather unusual take on the founding of America is frank and almost political in the way it contrasts the pride and strength of the captive, Native American with the uniformed, flag-bearing pomp of his captors, who seem to regard him as a curiosity. The title is bluntly accurate, but not one that modern day politicians care to acknowledge. Popular culture takes refuge in the Wild West stereotyping of 'renegades', rather than heroic freedom fighters.

 

Moosemind - Squanto Captured

There's a similar theme here but with a greater sense of enslavement and humiliation of the unfortunate captive. The on-lookers, civilised and determinedly religious, seem oblivious of his humanity. 

 

The original story of Squanto seems to conflate episodes of settlers being helped to survive by members of the Patuxet tribe with others in which indigenous tribesmen were kidnapped and trafficked to Europe as slaves, but it serves to make the artist's point. It's unlikely that any of them were such impressive physical specimens as this man, but it helps to amplify the sense of 'difference' in a way that shows him as more of a man than his captors.

Moosemind - Zane Blaze

The boots on the other foot here, or possibly on no foot at all, with a white man (of equally muscular and equally improbable stature) held captive in a way that draws on religious imagery to cast him as a martyr too. It makes a delicious counter-point to the Squanto images. 

Zane Blaze sounds like the protagonist in a pulp fiction Western, but I can't find a relevant reference. We may guess that he's an adventurer or lawman who's got himself into undeserved difficulties. He's clearly been unlucky enough to fall into the hands of cowboys who find his physique of as much interest as his supposed misdeed. Justice sometimes took arbitrary, brutal forms in those days, but with the noose dangling in the background, I shudder to think what they have in mind for the naked Zane. 

Moosemind - Lovers in Arms - Beneath The Olive Moon

 This tender scene seems like another of those "you want it really, don't you?" moments when a man is obliged to acknowledge his inner reality. It might easily have found a place in my story of the humiliation of the Spartan army in Part 1 of this Moosemind post. The seducer here, however, seems more respectable than the cunning Throbbers who undermined the advance guard of the Spartan Army on that inglorious day. 

This man is blond, wears a white loin-cloth that is loose beyond reproach, and even has the victor's laurel wreath on his head. What could possibly be wrong with him? Alas, such is the way with men! The poor guard, struggling with his own desires, and military duty too, I hope, seems to sense that something isn't right. Probably though he's just tormenting himself, when really, there is no need.

 

Moosemind - The Blacksmith's Apprentice

 

Another out-take from the Spartan shaming. Another youth separated from his lover and transported to a distant realm to work out his life as a slave. At least this one will learn a skill to give some meaning to his life, but an interview in the nude like this suggests that forging iron may not be the only hot banging he's going to experience. His resentful look may reflect that he's just learned of that unpleasant module in his training plan. Still, at least he's alive.  

Moosemind - Bare Slave

I've always been of the view that a slave ought to work for his keep, not just idly enjoy the attentions (dubious or otherwise) of his master. And if he's a muscular slave, he ought to use that muscle to good purpose. Make 'em sweat. Makes a great show.  It's good for him, too, helping to preserve that glorious physique for other purposes. I suppose there is a risk here that he might lob his load at the temple, Samson-style, but any guard worth his salt ought to be able to keep a naked man in check.

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Mitchell's Cowboy Folio 14

Mitchell - Corral Chastisement (sanitised*)

 The latest addition to the Cowboy Folio illustrates that the fun of the Bunkhouse is not without its downside. Jake thought he'd ridden into heaven when he met the boys of the Double Horseshoe Ranch. But the foreman took a dim view of some of his night-time antics and brought him down to earth.

*Google's been on my case a bit recently, so I've censored this image,
but you can view it in full at 'X' or by joining the Google Group

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Mitchell's Cowboy Folio 13

Mitchell - Cowboy Buddies

This post features two drawings, never before published, which were amongst my earliest homoerotic fantasies. The first is a romantic imagining of two cowboy buddies wrestling with friendship and sexuality. The younger-looking one has a stout neck, which seems to symbolise his developing manhood. He impulsively pulls his buddy close, feeling inside his open jeans subconsciously as his libido responds to their closeness. His friend, whose stubbled jaw suggests he is slightly more mature, looks down at the hand on his waist, which is a more intimate embrace than his more casual arm around his buddy's shoulder. He seems unsure, but does not resist. His crotch bulge is already close to touching his friend's thigh, and he seems to be poised to manoeuvre round behind him. That might simply suggest he has protective feelings, but puts him in pole position to respond to further developments with those undone jeans.

Mitchell - Cowboys in the Stable Stalls

This image has a more illicit feel, with a different pair of cowboys skulking in the stables in order to explore their feelings. There's a sense of openness beyond the screen and to the left of them as well, implying a vulnerability to someone discovering them at any moment.  

The picture has an ambiguous element of bondage, with one seemingly tied to the stall screen by his wrists, presumably to prevent his interference while his buddy unbuckled and lowered his jeans. It may be just an erotic game. In any event, the bondage doesn't seem to be very demanding and the 'captive' doesn't seem to be resisting very much. He simply watches as his friend makes a frontal feint towards his dick, possibly unaware that he's simultaneously manoeuvring his thumb sneakily towards the cleft in his buttocks.

I love the sinuous figure of the captive here and the sense of an embrace (in both pictures) which is about control and desire as much as affection. Submission without domination. Both these images have been tidied up and clarified for publication, but have not been substantially altered. 

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Targeted

 This doesn't look like Brooklyn, Toto!

The concept of this image, which I stumbled across in CFNM Guys at Adonis Male will be familiar to regular readers of mitchmen blog. It joins a growing list of brazen abductions of unfortunate males who are led away on the end of a rope or chain, often, but not always, by horsemen (see below). 

The kidnapped man in this case has been stripped naked which adds a sense of permanency and discomfort to his predicament. So too the empty wasteland across which he is being dragged, clearly to his bemusement. It all says there will be no going back. The female abductor is a first in this series and it certainly adds a different nuance, a different kind of threat somehow. Her captive has a splendid ass, which might not appeal to everyone but looks highly suitable for heavy work, like pulling a plough.

The last example of this sort of image was by Planet Gay, a beautiful upgrading of .Etienne's classic picture of two abducted sailors being led across the desert for a sticky date (not the fruity kind!) with their new Master in  'Sailors Beware'.

We have also had:-

• Most memorably perhaps - 'A new life for our Airforce Boys' by Chirenon. 
• Underwear Model abducted by Mitchell/Modus Vivendi
• 'New Labour for Canyon Ranch' by Amalaric
• also A New Life for Sam, artist unknown
• 'Tarzan abducted' by Tacitus, 
• 'Slave led to the punishment beach' by Iskan156, 
• 'Sergei captured by a desert imp' by Gilgamesh 

Mitchell's Cowboy Folio 12

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Adults chastised at Ginch Gonch Ranch

 Jotits, one of the blog visitors, asked me about an AI version of Ginch Gonch Ranch. The AI engine I have used in the past to generate variants of my drawings is no longer available at the service I subscribe to, but I did some exploring and produced these variants using Art Guru AI. None of the results were amazing pictures and I didn't have time to develop them into better ones, but some new elements and perspectives appeared which are quite interesting and worth sharing.

Mitchell - Ginch Gonch Ranch, AI variant 1

This is the best result that came out. It changed all the characters into much older men with faces that very much suit the Ranching Cowboy scenario, giving it a modern twist of earthy, Clint Eastwood-style realism. Their skimpy underpants now look deliciously incongruous, with the middle man nervously trying to hide it by raising his knee, as though it were a secret vice.. 

Their hair-free bodies make you wonder if that grizzled old rancher has been having some fun with his cut-throat razor over the last hour leading up to this moment. Just to make them feel that little bit more exposed and humiliated, you understand. 

The background has been transformed such that it now looks like the backdrop to an amateur production of 'Oklahomo' put on for the entertainment of the other ranch hands, who will no doubt enjoy this newly discovered twist in the plot!

Mitchell - Ginch Gonch Ranch, AI variant 2

This second variant seems to transport the whole scene to some ancient civilisation where gold seems to be much in evidence, suggesting a power relationship that is more absolute. The spanker has acquired some tattoos, giving him a more earthy, sensual character. The face of the right-most captive has come out particularly nicely this time, I'd happily swap him into variant-1 or dispense with his comrade altogether for a one-on-one scene.

Mitchell - Ginch Gonch Ranch, AI variant 3

 In variant 3, the AI-engine has come up with the idea of the captives looking at each other as though realising that this punishment is going to be worse than they thought. In my original concept, the out-stretched hand of the rancher was turning the first captive round, so as to present his rear to the paddle. The captive's sudden alarm here suggests he's just announced that he's first going to relieve him of that last obstacle to the full sensory experience - his underpants. His older partner seems to be advising him to grin and bare it. The bulge in his pants gives the game away.

The AI has made a hash of their faces, this arms raised position is quite tricky to draw in any medium, simply transplanting heads doesn't work. However, what it has produced is a hint of two very characterful faces, one young, smoothly handsome in a butch way, the other older and experienced. 

The poor rancher's stiffie has got short shrift in all the variants, but his balls have bulked up nicely in this last picture. The treatment of the creases in the legs of his suit is much better than my original.

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Mitchell's Cowboy Folio 11

 

Mitchell - Sunday Morning on Ginch Gonch Ranch
(Inappropriate Dress)

In the bad old days, new hands at the GG Ranch got their ass felt with the whip
- or even the branding iron, if the foreman took a dislike to 'em.
These days it's a more civilised coming-of-age experience for the sons of rich men.
Not sure if it's the flat things or the pointy things that they remember most.

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I first published this image at the now-defunct Yahoo! Group
This is a bigger version with the contrast tweaked to enhance the atmosphere. 

Remember Ginch Gonch?

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Mitchell's Cowboy Folio 10

Mitchell's Spanking Tales

No 3 – Incident At Blue Jay Creek

Cattle ranching is a lonely job sometimes. After a few weeks on the trail with no female companionship, them inner tensions start to build up - if you know what I mean. It don't help either, that the boys constantly talk about what they're missing. I've heard some folks think we cowboys turn to comforting each other so's to get by, but I can tell you, mister, that natural inclinations and reserve are more than enough to keep us cattle men on the 'straight and narrow'. The mere mention of affection would like as not result in ostracism, bullying or worse. Even self-pleasuring is best concealed unless you want a dose of ridicule and teasing. And so the tensions build up and up. But they have to be released sometime.......

Hansen was a loner. He didn't really fit in with the rest of the gang. We reckoned he was a failed 49-er. A bit of a dreamer. He said he had a wife and kids back East and was sweating to get a spread of his own for them. On Big 'M' wages there was little enough chance of that. He didn't like the vulgar, salacious talk of the other cowboys, and kept himself apart. But he worked hard and was pretty, damn strong. He could wrestle a cow to the ground for branding single handed. The sight of his glistening, muscular torso as he silently marched away afterwards always had the other boys gaping in awe – and envy. They all respected him for the most part.

It's a long, long drive from the 'Big 'M'' spread into Jonesville and we was pitched up for the night in Blue Jay Creek. The boys were sat round the camp fire cackling about some nonsense when it all kicked off. They could have upset him by talking about his pretty wife, teasing him about his awesome body, ragging him about him being Norwegian not Swedish, or just for being plain different to everyone else. But no – it was sheep. They got to arguing about sheep.

Now we ain't got no sheep round The Big 'M' but we'd heard the tales about range wars further North. Some of the boys were saying how they'd make sure no Sheep Herder was gonna put them out of a job. I don't know if that's the truth of the matter but anyway Hansen decided to argue with em. Turned out his family back in Europe farmed sheep so he knew what he was talkin' 'bout.

Well, afore long they was all at it hammer and tongs. I reckon mebbe they'd got a secret bottle of whiskey to fuel the passions. Hansen might be quiet most of the time but mister, he could certainly argue a point. But he wasn't much of a diplomat. The boys didn't like it and eventually all them stoked up frustrations and jealousy boiled over 'n they decided they'd show him what they thought of his Shepherd talk.

They ripped Hansen's shirt off and strung him up by his wrists from a tree with his trousers dropped round his ankles. Like I said Hansen was a real good looking man and I reckon the sight of him stretching up and naked must have took the minds of some of them right off the sheep. They stood around laughing and joking as Hansen struggled and shouted at them to set him free. But they hadn't finished with him yet. No sir.

It's comical how creative men can get when they want to humiliate someone. Seeing as they was arguing about sheep they decided they'd treat him like one - and shear him. Of course there weren't any shears in the camp so off they went to dig out their razors, some of them fresh out their wrappers from the last trip to the big city. There was plenty of stropping to get them blades real sharp and shiny, it was quite a ceremony I can tell you.

Finally a couple of men went up to Hansen and started to shave his chest hair off, no soap, no water, just cold steel. Poor Hansen didn't really know what they intended and his face was a real picture as he worked out the possibilities. They gradually worked their way down his body and, I gotta say this, they treated him like a baby, so careful there wasn't a single nick or cut. The worst of the anger had gone out of them you see and Hansen had sensibly decided to shut up and take the punishment. Mind you he looked pretty worried when they knelt down to start on his tackle, but it was just the same, they gently lifted and turned it and removed every last hair, before finishing off with the cleft of his backside.

I don't think anyone could take all that scraping in private places and not react to it. The trouble was, Hansen hadn't seen his wife for months and he weren't a player either, if you know what I mean. By the time they'd finished with him, he was sporting the biggest boner you ever saw.

Some of the boys thought it comical, others I reckon, found it a little more interesting than that, but they couldn't say so or they'd probably have been strung up there with him, so they all just hooted and hollered together. As soon as the thing started to droop, one of them would go up and just give him the gentlest touch on the sensitive shaved skin and up it went again. This game went on for some time. They all wanted to have a go although you could see that some were terrified in case they might be seen showing too much interest so they weren't so gentle with him - but it all had the same effect on Hansen's tool.

Eventually the boys started to get bored and remembered that they were supposed to be punishing him. Jake was the ringleader and he had it all worked out. He undid the buckle on his belt and drew it out of the loops of his trousers. Then he went behind Hansen and gave him the most almighty thwack across them pretty little ass cheeks. Hansen howled but it dain't help him none. Jake gave him another. And another. And another. He wasn't playing games now and the boys weren't laughing any more. Their eyes were riveted on Hansen's dancing, twisting, shiny body – and his bobbing rigid cock.

Looking around me I could see one or two of the onlookers had a film of perspiration on their faces. Plenty more had their jeans more filled out than normal and there was some involuntary stroking and adjusting going on.

The smack of the leather echoed off the canyon walls but there weren't any other sound 'cept the occasional gasp or groan from Hansen. That boner of his stayed rock hard like you wouldn't believe......and then, eventually, it began to ooze and drip. Most of the guys didn't notice at first but then a extra strong whupp from Jake sent the stuff flying in the air, landing on the shirts of the two boys right in front. They inspected the wet stains and looked at each other not really knowing what to do.

The next three strokes were enough to pump Hansen out completely, but Jake didn't see what had happened and he still kept going............ thwack............ thwack.............. thwack..........

Eventually one cowboy stepped up to Jake and gently told him he should stop. They untied Hansen and gave him back his shirt, consoling him with shoulder squeezes and congratulating him for enduring the punishment. Even Jake went over and shook his hand and nodded with respect. No one mentioned the fluid that lay spattered on the sand.

But Hansen's humiliation hadn't ended yet. The next day he had to ride his horse all day with a raw backside knowing all them cowboys would be eagerly watching out for any sign that he was in pain. The day after that, the itchy, sweaty re-growth of his hair down below must have been equally unpleasant and every time he scratched or rubbed himself he knew someone was laughing at him.

In time it all passed. None of them ever laid hands on him again. Some of the boys took the Scandinavian under their protective wings, I guess they felt guilty about what they'd been involved in. Hansen went back to being a loner and when the drive ended in Jonesville, he was paid off and we never saw him again.

But we still remember that night like it was yesterday. Occasionally the subject comes up when we're sitting round the camp fire. Jake talks almost fondly of Hansen as though the guy had done him a favour. Maybe he had. Maybe not. We make sure not to argue about it though, you never know where it might lead.

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Originally published in 'Summer of Spanking'
which can be found at the mitchmen club at Adonis Male*

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Mitchell's Cowboy Folio 9

Mitchell - Cowboy Punished in Chaps with a Whip

 On the back of this drawing I wrote, 'Initiation of a new Cowboy to the Ranch', but in retrospect it seems an austere test indeed for a new employee. The perpetrator seems to have admitted as much by his gagging of the unfortunate who is under his lash. 

The original sketch had a plain background but the description and the 'hands above the head' bondage implied a location with a structure overhead, like a barn. However, while tidying up the drawing for publication, I decided to embellish it with a remote, desert location instead, where the punishment can proceed without risk of interference. The recipient's wrists are tied to a tree branch or a tall cactus like the one in the background. This change creates a scenario akin to the malicious rancher, Grainger, persecuting Clay in the 'Cactus Kid'*. The tenor of this punishment seems more appropriate to that and it has the same imbalance of age, he's even got blond hair!

The reference number of this picture (93) is directly followed in sequence by the Bunkhouse Bondage image with which I started this series of posts and they have similar compositions. The male figures were both inspired by the Colt Studio images of the '80s. The highly-detailed chaps were inspired by (and probably copied from) the Marlborough Man ads (below). The treatment of the whipper's jeans reflects my enduring debt to Tom of Finland.

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Mitchell's Cowboy Folio 8

Mitchell - Fear The Lash

A rule-breaking cowboy braces himself for punishment.

This is based on an unfinished, very early work which in the original,

showing the subject kneeling, eyes raised to heaven, like would-be saint. 

I have substituted this cartoonised version which has a more interesting, apprehensive face.

(the original is included in the folio at Adonis Male)

Mitchell - Wagon Wheel Punishment

This picture is even earlier and even more circumspect about the fate which seems to be in store for the subject. Interestingly, neither of these images portray bondage which is a surprise to me, looking back. It seems an obvious embellishment given my track record in later life! 

Mitchell - Wagon Wheel Punishment (cartoonised) Sweaty

This cartoonised variant has given the condemned man a more sensual physique.

It suggests a sweaty struggle has taken place to extract him from his clothing. 

A necessary preparation before tying him to the wheel.

Guest (?) - Promotional Ad for Male Classics (1960's)

My original sketch was inspired by this rather beautiful drawing  that appeared in the British, 'Male Classics' range of beefcake magazines in the late 60's promoting subscriptions to their various titles. Rather appropriately it seems as if the young man in the ad is being pulled in different directions by the choice available.

My youthful imagination saw him being stretched out to receive punishment. His loincloth cum pouch in the picture looked very improvised, loose and insecure, a temporary arrangement to save his usual clothing from damage during chastisement and create a more ritualistic air. The shiny fabric had an intricate, arabesque pattern which suggested a rather superior sort of enslavement to me, one where even the servants were given panels of silk to protect their modesty. The sheen suggested a significant presence underneath.

I'm not sure what gave me the idea of pinning the unfortunate to a wagon wheel.

They are a regular presence in Western movies and TV series of course

 and I quite likely saw one being used as a whipping post at some point.

However there is also a parallel with the Royale Studio image below.

Royale Studio - Unapproved School - Part 2, No 24

At the time I drew my picture I was not familiar with this memorable Royale Studio image from 'Unapproved School' (1959), but it's hard not to make a connection. The Male Classics group who published the inspirational advertisement had been strong supporters of Royale in their heyday and produced a remarkable pictorial tribute to the Studio after it's demise (see Royale Studio Blog - Timeline article). However, I've not found this Royale image in any of their magazines that I might have seen at the time.

Mitchell - Wagon Wheel Punishment (cartoonised) Voluptuous

In this final variant, AI has produced a strikingly voluptuous body.

It's paired with a Manga-style face that seems quite incongruous to me 

but that's Artificial Intelligence for you!

The wheel has morphed into padded, fan like prop

that might have been used in a burlesque performance.

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Mitchell's Cowboy Folio - 7 Bare Foot Prisoners

Feet figure prominently in these two illustrations of Native Americans interrogating captured cowboys and cavalrymen during the so-called 'Indian Wars' of the 1800's.

Mitchell - The Long Walk Home 

'The Long Walk Home' plays on the misfortune of a Cavalryman unhorsed during one of those bloody incidents that marked the struggle for supremacy and land in the mid-west. His captors symbolically disable the feet that brought this unwelcome invader to their land. Being a booted horseman by profession, his feet are probably less hardened than his indigenous captors but it's moot whether they intend to let him use then again anyway.

Mitchell - Bear Claw's Hatred

A similar fate has befallen a ranch hand who strayed into the domain of 'hostiles'.

Bear Claw's hatred is probably no greater than his brother tribesmen above, 

but he is better versed in the old ways of tormenting opponents using barbs and potions.

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Mitchell's Cowboy Folio - 6 Outlaw's Prisoner

Mitchell - The Outlaw's Prisoner

 The Sheriff pursuing the outlaw has fallen into a trap himself 

and as night falls he finds out that the outlaw's threat to 'finish him off'

didn't mean quite what he had imagined it to mean.

This is one of my earliest images as you might guess from the serial number. The narrative above is (almost word for word) what I wrote on the back of it all those years ago (don't ask!). I have refined it for this post with some small anatomical corrections plus the addition of some shrubbery and a night sky which was part of my original vision but left to the viewer's imagination in the sketch. I also wanted there to be a campfire somewhere too, but there's not really enough room for it.

Mitchell - The Outlaw's Prisoner (cartoonised variant 1)

On this occasion the AI cartooniser produced a very acceptable result, 

I was pleased with the shrubbery and outlaw's new face

although the 'Oriental wink' is not really a mitchmen thing

and he really ought to be concentrating on what he's doing!

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There were a couple of other, pretty quirky results that came out of the cartooniser, 

both of them dropped the cowboy theme but produced some unexpectedly sexy imagery.

Mitchell - The Outlaw's Prisoner (fantasised variant 2)

This variant shows how randomly the cartooniser sees the imagery that is given to it. I don't roam the lands of fantasy much, but I love what it has done to the captured sheriff here, transforming him into a muscular, collared slave wearing a skimpy tattered thong, harem-like loose pants and with a decorative chain draped round his ass, assigning him a false femininity that is quite sexy. His captor has also acquired a nice, muscled physique but the sticking point with both characters is their boyish faces, the ex-outlaw's one being absurdly so. I have tweaked his eyes so he looks less feminine and more focussed on his captive but he needs to get a chin! 

Elsewhere, the horse could have had a place in the original cowboy scenario if I was that way inclined but the other two gratuitous additions don't have any place here at all. If I could get rid of them this would be a remarkable reinterpretation of my original sketch. On the face of it this image looks as if it's very little to do with my original drawing, but astonishingly, if the two are shrunk to thumbnails and placed next to each other (as in File Explorer) it's almost impossible to tell them apart.

Mitchell - The Outlaw's Prisoner (fantasised variant 3)

This variant has preserved the two character scenario and deposited the two men in a lush tropical garden rather that the arid scrubland of my original. This romantic slant is not totally absent from my drawing and it's accentuated further by the hand placed on the captive's head (not to mention the extra one under his arm pit!). 

Once again the captive is cast as a slave with similar embellishment to his physique and a slightly more masculine but still sexy thong. In variant 2 the outlaw's groping hand became disconnected from the groin of his captive but there's a sexy impression here of it fishing inside his briefs and the captive's gaze has switched from the face of his 'tormentor' in variant 2 to focus here on what his phallic arm is up to. 

The faces of both men are slightly less boyish in this version, but the treatment of the captor's eye's is quite bizarre for a supposedly 'intelligent' piece of software. I have tried to 'fix' them manually but it requires more skill that I have and anyway I'd rather have a masculine face like the first variant.

There's a more subtle alteration in this variant that makes it more than just a chocolate box reinterpretation of my drawing. The captive's left leg is doubled back and tied to the underside of his thigh, the knee area needs tidying but it's a kinky invention I didn't expect but thoroughly approve of!

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