I am now deep into my attempt to explain to you how Photoshop lets me exorcise the demons in my head. You may, by now, have surmised that this is really just a clever trick to recycle a bunch of pictures from my old posts, but let’s just gloss over that part, shall we? And that doesn’t mean that being able to put images to my crazy ideas isn’t therapeutic for me. Because having a crazy idea is one thing. Being able to share it is something else…
I did a series of posts about jobs that famous people might have been good at if they had never become famous. The idea of Lady Gaga helping to train attack dogs… wearing her meat dress… would have been mildly amusing if I had just explained it to you. But if you add the picture…
You see what I mean. It is just fun to look at… like this strange picture of Elvis…
Or Dick Cheney as a professional hunter… once again I apologize for the guy down in the corner who has obviously been shot in the face… but hey, I didn’t make that part up…
It is just so much fun to take real things and mix them with a little bit of pure silliness… to take a ninja, for example, and stick them somewhere where you wouldn’t normally think of seeing them… like a Grateful Dead concert…
But then I started thinking about how much fun it would be to see a ninja attacking someone who really deserved to be attacked by a ninja…
And that, I must admit, was fun…
But then my brain got stuck on ninjas for a while, and I began to play around with the idea that there must be some people… both real and fictional, that could give a ninja a run for his money…
And that took on a life of its own…
And I just couldn’t let it go… Oh silly ninja, never mess with my pal Conan…
And I began to involve animals as well…
And that got out of hand…
And before I knew it I had pictures of ninjas fighting Popeye the sailor, Orcs, pirates, Oompa Loompas, Eewoks, Speedy Gonzales, and so on and so forth. And I had pictures of surfing ninjas, clown ninjas, cowboy ninjas, ballet ninjas, and a ninja wearing formal attire. And all of this weirdness was allowed to burst out of my head and into the real world thanks to the magic of Photoshop.
About the only person I didn’t match up in a fight to the death with a bunch of ninjas was myself… oh… wait… yeah I did…
And I kicked their asses.
Pouring My Art Out 
Poor Kermie…Now I’m gonna need therapy.
No… he totally won that fight. Feel sorry for the ninja…
Oh, I guess I’ll need to see the aftermath photoshop where he’s hopping up and down on the ninja’s chest.
It isn’t pretty… who knew Kermit could use a sword like that?
It’s amazing what adrenaline can do.
And mad ninja skills. Never mess with little green characters… just look at Yoda…
Good point.
I will take the asshole role — in this case, the word is exorcise, as in the Exorcist. Great photos, and wonderful manipulations — I’d like to see G.W. get his head kicked in by a ninja, if it could be back in the 80s. That ought to prevent G.W. from polluting our country with his crap. 😎
Thanks… I suck at spelling.
That was funny. I especially like the part of ninjas taking care of that pesky Kermit the Frog. With him out of the picture, I might have a chance with Miss Piggy – snort snort BACON
Now that is looking on the bright side! Someone suggested that I do a Muppet with the ninjas, and I figured I should just go for the most popular one. Kermit had a fighting chance.
Well, I always knew he couldn’t frog up and defend Miss Piggy or himself for that matter. I’m off to call Miss Piggy on speed dial to see if I have a shot now. Thanks pal. XOXO – Bacon
You deserve your one shot and happiness…