“I’m forty-seven. Forty-seven years old. You know how I stayed alive this long? All these years? Fear. The spectacle of fearsome acts. Somebody steals from me, I cut off his hands. He offends me, I cut out his tongue. He rises against me, I cut off his head, stick it on a pike, raise it high up so all on the streets can see. That’s what preserves the order of things. Fear.” – Bill the Butcher, Gangs of New York
Last but not least, my favorite psychopathic Brit Alex sits in for the final piece of the trip, with a start to a portrait of the one and only William “Bill the Butcher” Cutting. Alex is one of the few people that share my obsession with film as art, and the development of characters like paint on a palette. Everything from Kubrick to Scorsese, his leg sleeve will consist of some of most memorable moments in film.
Another great start, refreshing and extremely fun piece to work. And excited to see the future pieces come together. Thanks to my boy Alex for being a warrior, and salute to Scorsese’s masterpiece Gangs of New York, and the genius acting of Daniel Day-Lewis for the inspiration.