I think like a lot of guys about my age or a bit older, the artwork of Frank Frazetta is directly responsible for inducing puberty. He died yesterday following a stroke. Michael Cavna nailed Frazetta’s genius:
Amid all his artwork’s massive swords and towering cliffscapes and thundering skies of menace, Frazetta could flat-out make the viewers’ eye feel the “meat” of the thing. Coiled pythons. Poised big cats. Rippling torsos posed just so. Frazetta’s artwork pulled you into worlds that put you at immediate peril — and it all started with the sinew. Glorious, striving, all-too-mortal muscle.
He’ll be missed.








In recognition of his unique art, a “rolling tribute” in the form of dozens of 1970s Ford Econoline vans with requisite Frazetta art adorning their sides. At a previously agreed signal, one van will pull away from the formation, creating a land version of the Air Force “missing man” tribute.
Thank you Frank Frazetta. Your art and life story is an inspiring legacy…
Laugh-out-loud line of the morning. And even funnier because it is so very true.
Absolutely loved his work. I loved when he did the covers to “The Dragon”. Any other D&D geeks remember that magazine?
I think we need a retrospective of his artwork.
The Death Dealer became the symbol for III Corps in the late 70′s/early 80′s in place of the Caltrop. Didn’t replace the shoulder patch but popped up all over Ft Hood.