Tag: Blue Swallow Motel

The Western Motel, Sayre Oklahoma — A Route 66 Painting

Western Motel Painting by Borbay

Ready for some random trivia? I’ve driven across the United States seven times, and spent at least two nights in every state (save for Alaska — I’ve never been).

During those adventures, I’ve traversed every mile of Route 66… also, affectionately known as ‘The Mother Road’. So, when a gentleman with a Route 66 email address signed-up for my newsletter — I had to find out more. Following a brief correspondence, I discovered Robert Gehl is on the Route 66 Association of Missouri Board of Directors… specifically, Advisor for the Neon Heritage Preservation team. It was through these conversations that Robert put The Western Motel, in Sayre, OK on my radar.

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Carlos Danger Glows Ominously In The Arizona Night

Carlos Danger Painting by Borbay

Sometimes… the connection finds you. While researching neon signs, I discovered the Blue Swallow Motel. My attention immediately turned to the swooping bird… reminiscent of Twitter’s logo. Most 140-character-missives dissolve into the collective unconscious… some, as we now know, can change history.

I’ve been wanting to create a piece exploring Anthony Weiner’s pseudonym, ‘Carlos Danger‘, for ages — and the Blue Swallow triggered a memory. I met Weiner back in 2011, just as his first scandal hit the airwaves. Weiner is an ice hockey goalie, for those who don’t know. Clearly, Anthony had his hands full, so the team needed an emergency substitute keeper — not uncommon in beer league.

So there I am, half suited-up and ready to skate — when a distraught Weiner shows up in long baggy basketball shorts and a rather unseemly tank top. He began whining to the captain, who was sitting next to me getting his skates on. Needing the “stress relief”, he pleaded for the crease. I told the captain, “your team, your choice. If I bounce, you need to give me 30 bucks and a six pack.”

Well, the captain paid up, I got undressed and went home. The next day, I received a call, “sorry man, I wish you played, we lost 12-3. I’m trying to get a municipal contract out of him, so you know how it goes.” Even beer league hockey is ruled by politics.

I digress. Here is the dangerous process from start-to-finish captured in time lapse, with a soundtrack courtesy of my man MH the Verb. Read on for the creative process…

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