"As soon as Tony Stark unveiled the latest Iron Man armour upgrade the others knew that, tragically, the design owed more to the bottle than the blueprint..."
Okay, ya done laughing?
Right-O. Hush now.
For such a corny joke this picture has a long story behind it...not quite the thousand words to accompany the picture.
Now, I'm a humungous Iron Man fan. Why else would I have so many action figures? Ya think I'm some kinda pencil necked, plastic fetish geek? Ahem. So, I wouldn't want to come within a bulls-roar of insulting my fictional hero.
As you may know, Tony's a bit of a drongo when it comes to the drink. In his case A.A definitely doesn't stand for Avengers Assemble! It's one reason amongst many why I've enjoyed the character's adventures over the years in Marvel Comics.
I first encountered the comics (and the beaut T.V cartoon!) back in the 1960s and have pretty much been a fan ever since.
Several reasons for that....
The armour, of course, and no surprises there if you've been checking out the rest of my photosets!
I gotta turtle component in my blood...and probably a TMNT one at that. (Cowabunga!)
Might have a bit of the Demon Rum in my blood as well, since my dad had the Curse in common with Stark, whose own fictional father was also overfond of the sauce.
Anyway, there I was an impressionable young ankle-biter trying to make sense of the fact that my dad wasn't the super-hero we'd all like our fathers to be. Along came Iron-Man; a fallable, periodically drunken, stone-cold genius of an engineer who wasn't super-powered per se but nevertheless tinkered together a suit of armour that made him more than a match for his meta-human foes and allies.
Well, don't want to bung it on too thick but I learned a lot from the Iron Man stories and am happy to say that I never staggered down the same road as my father, in part due to Tony's stubborn example constantly before me. His failures as much as his successes underlined my own situation.
To this day I don't drink alcohol. (And I'm not a billionaire industrialist/super heroe either.)
No need really, when you're an artist (and a costumer in particular) who has time for lesser vices! :)
Which is not to say that I'm a wowser who'd begrudge a man a drink after a hard day's work working up a big cold thirst. Perish the thought!
But I've worked through it all myself and am comfortable about it to the extent that I feel it's okay to play around a little. Maybe if Tony had a bit more of a sense of humour he wouldn't have gotten into so much trouble. Mind, he's pretty quick with the obligatory smart-arse quips when battling the baddies!
So, anyway, what with all the re-boots the character has had since the 1960s Tony has ended up falling off the wagon more times than he's upgraded his armour (which is a lot!). To us old Iron Mongerers it's getting to be a bit of a giggle...
C'mon Marvel Comic folks, after all the times he's saved the bloody planet you'd think you could give the bloke a break!
Here endeth the lesson, except to say that the picture has had only a wee bit of photoshopping and is mostly down to silly set building, lighting and posing. Okay; not playing with the toys.
The set floor is a piece of machine punched leather, the wall is the underside of my plastic drawing board. Details include: a sliderule, egg rings, a Vogon desk stapler, bits of the Spirit/Opportunity Mars Rover probe toy, assorted light fittings and the Steampunk mechanical spider-wheelchair that the villain rode in the Wild Wild West movie.
Amongst the various I.M armours I've included Tony's awesome Hulkbuster gear, the Ultimates suit (Manga inspired) and one that transforms into a battle-axe. Several are from the mega-beaut Marvel legends action figure series. Well worth the coin!
By the way, the bottle is Old Fortan and Tony got it from Bender...and yes, that's the next shot!
Invincible or what?