The time has come where I need to start getting things together to put out my art book. Your help here would be greatly appreciated. I know there are countless tattoos, art prints pinned to barrack walls, and shirts being worn on patrol. I would greatly appreciate good pictures, and testimonials (read below) from any of you that dig the gals that I create. I want my first book to be as wicked as possible and I need you guys ad gals. Thank you all in advance.

I first found out about Andrew while I was over here the first time in 2005 - a friend ordered me the "WWII Marine Girl" t-shirt as a surprise. I went to the website as soon as I could after that, and ordered some posters and another shirt, because I already knew I'd wear that one out in no time (and I did).??Andrew came through bigtime, sending several little extras - postcards and a couple of autographed smaller prints. I handed most of it out to other Marines, and before long we had an inspiring and highly motivating pinup staring at us all over our tiny camp in Ramadi. ??There's something about Andrew's work that does stike a perfect balance between the traditional pinup art from generations past and modern artistic technique. I can't quite put it into words (I *am* a jarhead, after all!), but when I see his work, I know it just *belongs* slapped up on a wall in these shot-up buildings and plywood shacks here where we live and work around the clock. ??Got here again this past February for another year, and sometime this summer I checked the site - again, I found some kickass Marine art (and a lot of other kickass new art) and ordered up some more. Finally got another mail call today, and the posters are going up as soon as I get back to my little base. It's a fucking SWEET gift for Veteran's Day!??I can't tell you enough how much it motivates us to see Andrew's stuff - not just a drawing of someone sexy (which you can find just about anywhere), but high-quality artwork tailored to our lifestyle, our Tribe, and with an eye for detail that belies his passion for creating.??Once again, thanks - keep doing what you're doing, because it helps us to do the same.??Jared?SSgt USMC

MODERN PINUP MASTERS-?DAVID NESTLER, ARMANDO HUERTA AND ANDREW BAWIDAMANN
A gorgeous and sexy, 16-page tribute to three of tattoo's most inspirational pinup artists:
David Nestler, Armando Huerta and Andrew Bawidamann.

Go pick up the new Skin and Ink of the shelf at your local rag seller. Quite a nice write-up if I may say so myself.

This is pretty much what gets me of out of bed most days. If I am ever having one of those "BLAH" days...I read this and it makes everything peachy. Life is a lot easier to get through when you have a purpose and the things you do matter to others. It has definitely come in handy lately.

The first time I saw Andrew..s work I was deployed overseas and I was immediately drawn in. I opened every link on his site and every Bawidamann Girl looked better than the last. I was blown away by the contemporary look he had given to the time honored Pin-Up Girl. These were the same beautiful girls that entertained troops when my Grandfather was in France and Germany in WWII. Andrew captured an art form that spans time and generations. I shared what I saw with the rest of the guys on my team and they loved it. I wrote to Andrew to let him know how much we admired his work. In the e-mail I mentioned how I would love for him to do some designs for our team t-shirts and maybe something original just for the Special Forces. He must have been as inspired as I was because to our surprise he wrote back and was more than willing to accept the task. He went right to work on the Green Beret Girl for us and kept in touch throughout the design concept to insure every detail was to our liking. When we finally received the final product I had just come back from three weeks of intense fighting in western Iraq. When we returned it was an unbelievable welcome to see the incredible work he had put into her and the final product waiting for us. The Green Beret Girl was undoubtedly his best work and we were honored that he took the time to complete for us. Andrew Bawidamann is a true patriot. It shows in his work, his love of an art form that is rooted in military and American history, and his dedication to a small team of guys and there humble request. The Green Beret girl was not only a beautiful work of art but a worthwhile contribution to the Global War on Terror. I found it to be a sweet twist of fate that so many decades after the first Pin-Up girl improved the morale of troops deployed in combat, here she was doing it all over, on a very different front, with a whole new look. Bawidamann..s girls are incredible. Thanks Andrew.


SFC Smith
5th Special Forces Group
US Army

Have you ever entered relationship and just feel like you both were meant for each other. You know really, really meant for each other like soul mates and all that shit? I think I have found that yin to my yang. I have been getting very steady and well paying gigs from Wizards of the Coast. Im making Axis and Allies Pinup for the advertising of their Axis and Allied Game. On top of that, they placing the art in every military history magazine on the rack over a period of 9 monthsARMCHAIR GENERAL, WORLD WAR II, WWII HISTORY, MILITARY HISTORY, THE HISTORY CHANNEL plus a ton of gaming mags. Schisse, Ich liebe mein Arbiet

I would like to thanks the generous boys in 2nd Platoon, HHC, 1-184th INFANTRY For sending me a badass art book that I have been eyeing for sometime on the bookshelf at the airforce museum. "The Art of the flight Jacket Classic Leather Jackets of WW2" You boys must be fucking psychic or something. I send many tubes of freebies to our fighting men and women around the globe expecting nothing in return other than to uplift their spirits. But they say you get back what you put out into the world and I could not have asked for a more thoughtful gift. The message included in the delivery was very uplifting to say the least. To Bawidamann From: 2nd Platoon, HHC, 1-184th INFANTRY For your generous support of Americas Fighting men! DANKE MEIN TEUFELHUNDEN. GOT MIT UNS

I don’t care that your bitter older cousin told you that Santa Claus did not exist when you were 6. The jury is still out on the Easter Bunny and the nefarious Tooth Fairy, but Santa is quite real. Soon after I awoke this morning there was a loud banging at my door. The delivery service had dropped off 3 large packages containing 3 of the four books that I have recently been fortunate to be included in. Fuck asking for that “Red Ryder BB Gun”….this was way better. May most of you be as lucky when Christmas Morning comes. May you awake to find ipods and mini bottles of knob Creek and Gray Goose in your stockings…Some of you I am sad to report...can expect COAL. Sorry, I do not make the rules. ARS HISTORY OF MODERN EROTICA: http://www.countrybookshop.co.uk/books/index.phtml?whatfor=1844425347 SPECTRUM 12: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1887424954/102-7871085-2131310?v=glance&n=283155&s=books&v=glance APHRODESIA: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0975491229/102-7871085-2131310?v=glance&n=283155&n=507846&s=books&v=glance ILLUSIVE: http://www.die-gestalten.de/books/detail?id=402881820693dcee010693dda752044d

I had spent a few 4 day weekends in Cincinnati repairing my best friend parent’s house in order to sell it after his father passes away from terminal cancer. I love Woody but he is fucking useless when it comes to this kind of shit. I will not go into the full “to do “ list of what was needed but it was a fucking pain in the ass. If anyone out there wonders why they are all alone on moving day…It is because you need to do a little more than commiserate over beers in order have real fucking friends. You get in return what you are willing to put out. When I returned from Cincinnati, I came home to find out that my roommate had moved out. I took all the tools from the truck straight up to the big bedroom and set up the base of operations to redo the entire upstairs. I thought I could knock out the Bathroom in 3 days….NO NO…SORRY NO… YOU ARE INCORECT SIR! Try six. There was extensive water damage. Tub rot, worn out and caulk throughout the entire bathroom. I spent 4 hours with a razor blade scraping old paint off the porcelain. I tore out the old vanity and decided to change the wiring patterns and fix the poor lighting situation. And no, mommy did not have the electrician come out. I took care of that shit right proper. I chose to paint everything white with a Diamond blue accent wall to match the tile….yes DAS IST UBER GAY…ICH VERSTEHE. All fixtures were replaced with satin stainless steel. The master bedroom was finished off with his/her matching closets to make my sweetie happy. The worn out KING SIZE bed was replaced with a pillow top queen. 2 sets of sheets, one red, one black and a European down comforter with a white duvet to finish off the room. I was a little worried about the additional cost of living alone since I have always had a roommate to share the bills. However with consolidating everything that I sell off my site that was hiding in various closets, the basement, and under the bed, I have increased productivity to the point where I make as much every week off my site as I did working as designer. I regret to inform you that TPS reports were not involved in the restructuring of the company practices. For those of you that think I am an idiot for remodeling a place that I do not own, think again. The landlord is picking up the entire tab for materials. That adds up to about 2.5 months of no rent. I now reside in a place that is as aesthetically pleasing as a $1000.00 a month place that rents for $615.00. Not to shabby. Total trips to Lowes: 9 Serious injuries: Again, I smacked my hand with a ball peen hammer while chopping out the space in the brick to install the larger recessed vanity cabinet…TWICE! OUUUUCH, OUUUUCH and a big FUUUUCKIN FUUUUUUUUUCCCKKKKK! When I was sealing the old mildew stained ceiling in the shower a drop of “KILLZ” fell into my eye…not fucking fun…that shit burns dude. Profanity used on a scale of 1-10:8 Gay Factor of the Rooms on a scale of 1-10: 7

After the Living room was finished off the Kitchen Fiasco began. DIY syndrome was in full swing at this point. There should be a disclaimer before every episode of “Queer Eye” or any of the myriad DIY shows that air on HGTV. They present a far greater danger to one’s person that watching “Jackass”. I awoke one morning put on my BDU’s, grabbed a cro-bar and tore the kitchen apart. When I mean tore apart I mean tore apart. I had ripped off the countertop, drilled and chiseled several holes into the brick. Tore out everything down to the old wet wall. When my roommate came home the counter top and sink was outside, I was standing in a pool of brick, plaster, mud, and water. He looked like he was going to shit himself. Oh ye of little faith. However, by the end of the day even I was pretty sure I had lost my mind was seriously doubting my abilities to remedy this disaster. I talked the landlord into delivering some new appliances. I cut and installed a new countertop, a new white Formica wet wall, new satin steel cabinet hardware and dish towel holders. I replaced the beat piece of shit light fixture above the sink with a nice 3 halogen light set. All water damage was repaired. Again, Everything was painted white and “Fabulous Red” to match my German Dish set. Yesssss…..UBER GAY dude. Total trips to Lowes:13 Serious injuries: I smacked my hand with a ball peen hammer while chopping outlets out in the brick. OUUUUCH! James Decker also suffered an uncomfortable encounter with a 3” screw that came up through the countertop and into his ass while he was sitting on it to hold it down for me …I am still real sorry about that man. Profanity used on a scale of 1-10: 10 Gay Factor of the Room on a scale of 1-10: 9

Next was the Living Room. The living room was again “Tope” with a piece of shit tan and navy blue Nautica throwback striped love seat and a 27” TV sitting atop a 50” HD TV that was a gift from Gio since it worked properly once out of every 30 times you turned it …hence the reason it was free. Very Ghetto to say the least. I pulled all the shit out painted 2 walls green, two white. I decided I was done sitting on shit and went on a couch hunt. I found this very exquisite chocolate brown leather sectional. It was Tits. It was also $4000.00. I thought it was cool, but not worth $ 4000. 00. Apparently a lot of other consumers shared this same opinion since the price was reduced when I returned soon after to pick it up. It all came together nicely but the last thing I wanted to do was drag that heavy piece of shit TV that must get it’s power from bricks and never works anyway back into the new space. I enjoyed the extra space in the room without it. So here is the Dilemma. How do you have a TV in a room without really having a TV take up space in the room? Hmmmm, had to think about this one for about 5 seconds. Time to look into that Phillips 42” HD Plasma screen. I went to Best Buy and it was $3500.00…ughh. I went home and decided that would not be such a hot idea after all. But I am a MAN and we do some really stupid shit sometimes…especially in these areas. I went back the next days and was pleasantly surprised t find the price had been dropped to $2900.00. I decided go home once again and ponder this purchase. I woke up the next day and said Fuck It. I rolled back into best buy and saw that the price had been further reduced to $2699.00 and no finance charges for 12 months……..Fucking SOLD. God must have wanted me to have the fucking Thing. After the wall mount and service plan it was not quite as cheap but I bought it anyway. I called the girlfriend and told her what was in the back seat on the way home and she immediately tore into me saying “that was the most RIDICULOUS purchase I have ever personally known anyone to make”. She soon changed her mind after Chad and I got the thing on the wall completely hooked up and cued up 42” of “Sex and the City Season 3” Ikea Shelving and a reading light finished off the room. I even bought some Uber gay green scented candles…oops I meant votives. Fuckin gay

I was pulling 80 work weeks for about 5 weeks straight before I started to go crazy. I was developing a serious case of cabin fever. The landlords tasteless choice of “Tope” as the predominant color in my townhouse was grating on me. Add five years of chips, scratches, drywall anchors, hooks , nails and dirt. Also, the lighting in the place was poor at best. I broke one afternoon and embarked on the first of countless trips to LOWES. I bought 2 Cans Of “Fabulous Red” and one can of “powder fresh” along with all the accoutrements needed and hit it. In the process of painting I was reminded what sad shape the electrical outlets were in. Old 2 prong bake light outlets that required duct tape and an adapter to hold anything into the receptacle. This called for another trip to Lowes. New white outlets with stainless steel plate covers were purchased and installed. We of Working Class Upbringings know how to do these things. 2 days and….FINE. Since then the office chair was upgraded to a Herman Miller Aeron Chair. It does everything short of performing Oral. Total Trips to Lowes: 9 Serious injuries: 0 Profanity used on a scale of 1-10: 3 Gay Factor of the Room on a scale of 1-10: 6