Today's WSJ cover art.
Confession: I love quick turnovers....for me it's the ultimate challenge. To solve an assignment conceptually, sketches and final art, all in a mere three hours. For better, or worse, it has become my niche. I think I was a two bit gunslinger in my former life. When it gets hairy is when the image is packed with visual elements, sometimes integral to the image, sometimes at the behest of a non visual editor who fears the message will not be clear unless we hit them over the head with the kitchen sink. I always fight for the integrity of the image...the freshest concept. Where I will compromise is on the minutiae. An extra sign here, a condo there. When the clock is like a ticking time bomb, I set up the execution of the final art like a Zen experience. On goes John Coltraine (this time) and I get into a comfortable groove.... find the meter to carry me through when there are no allowances for a clumsy brushstroke, or a badly rendered alligator foot. Then it's just me and "the white bull". The world at large slips away and the paper is mine to stain with something beautiful, or odious.