Big Iron

Taken after an excerpt from the song Big Iron by Marty Robbins:

The morning passed so quickly it was time for them to meet
It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street
Folks were watching from the windows every-body held their breath
They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death
About to meet his death

There was forty feet between them when they stopped to make their play
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today
Texas Red had not cleared leather fore a bullet fairly ripped
And the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip


This was done as part of the a screen printing project for a surface design course. This is just the illustration, drawn by hand and colored digitally. I'll add the results of the screenprinting, too, once I finish the project. It'll be a color separation and I still have yellow and black to go.