Not only did I manage to blast myself with boiling oil, but what I was cooking was an utter disappointment.
Dinner is going to be a literal piece of cake. Enjoy.
The first time I watched Chris Morris’ Jam I though I’d lost my mind. Now it has become some kind of religious experience for me.
I just came up with a better pose for the pic I’ve been working on, but I don’t want to chuck the current drawing. So … you might end up with two very similarly themed images.
Somehow that is taboo in my head.
I can’t forget the taste of my own tongue
TSK. Who do you think you’re fooling?
I’m obviously just sending messages to myself at this point ;)
Tomorrow I shall walk the Spiral Jetty and circle my way towards salty dampness.
I think I am in the mood to draw a pair of slaves. I’m not sure doing what. Shared bondage?
Late night coding while hoped up on coffee and blaring Rammstein. Am I in college again?
Sure its okay for me to use my automatic drawing when it helps local police find a murderer or a missing child, but when I use it to enter bedrooms or see through someone’s clothes its somehow “invasive” and a “crime against decency.”
The soundtrack to Stalker: Shadows of Chernobyl still fills me with instant dread. “Time to start counting bullets and assuming every dot on the horizon is someone who intends to kill me and take my stuff…”
This one got a surprising number of votes.
Achievement Unlocked: Anon Appeasement.
Thanks! I’m glad its been well received. I was indecisive on minor details and figured posting all of them couldn’t hurt. People can pick the version they like best.
I did an interview for a webzine. I’m not too big a fan of the article title, it sounds sensationalist :p
The biggest takeaway is that I don’t like talking about myself. Which is probably bad in an interview :p I talk a little about my history of drawing and the step-by-step for creating a piece.
Just had our brainstorming session for a sequel to our tremulus game of last year. (Think horror, Call of Cthulhu, sanity shattering stuff)
In 1933, a genocidal chrononaut from the 21st century convinces a cocaine-addled doctor on the breaks to endorse his sickly antiquarian employer’s expedition to the Arctic in search of Hyperborea. The trio travel north to find wrecked dirigibles and ancient civilizations.
I think we may have jumped the shark on this one.
Currently we’re hunkered down in the wreckage of a zeppelin in the midst of a prehistoric polar forest, waiting for the animated skin suits of our dead companions to make another assault on us. I think the 32 human teeth I’ve acquired will be invaluable in our defense.
You know I’m near the end of a pic when I start thinking about the next pics I’d like to draw:
Well that makes me feel good!
But now I’m under pressure to make sure this comes out super-hot.
Well that left me feeling incredibly negative. Probably my best work, but I need a feel good doodle now.
Sub trying to dremel or drill himself out of a chastity belt.
Well that left me feeling incredibly negative. Probably my best work, but I need a feel good doodle now.
So my immediate thought is “human sacrifice to old gods.”
Well that left me feeling incredibly negative. Probably my best work, but I need a feel good doodle now.
I like the implied disappointment in this question :p
I believe in safe, sane, consensual kink. I know that’s a milquetoast response, but BDSM has a bad reputation because a lot of people don’t know what those things mean and what fantasy is.
I draw a lot of fantasy. Art and fiction is a great place for fantasy to exist because real people are not harmed by it. And a majority of the extreme kink I draw should remain as fantasy.
Fap to it. Share it with someone else and fap about it together. But don’t drug a guy, kidnap him, and saw his limbs off. Because I’m pretty sure that’s illegal in most places.
Nope, none that I plan on. I don’t really revisit characters. He seems to be the rare exception - I did draw him over a year ago. But prior to that was four years.
Most people who actively chat with me know I’m really fickle and unreliable with what I draw. I might be really interested in an idea but bail on it after a week. So I can never actually have a “later on” or “to do” list :p
I just realized the image I’m working on is my first non-con in ages. <_<
Blacklist the non-con tag if you don’t want to see wips and the final product.
Walter Matthau is my spirit animal.
That time I found an “in” for doing cover art and illustrations for horror and weird fiction collections.
Time to do a bdsm themed twink boyband pic.
It was fun in the beginning but now they all want out. But their manager has all the compromising photos, the proof of underage sex, the heroin they’re woefull addicted to, and kinda likes being serviced by four very unwilling guys.
I’m looking for a couple books on witchcraft. I’m out of my element and overwhelmed by trying to find “good” stuff.
I don’t want books about the modern practice, nor really a cultural examination of the phenomenon. I want a folklore collection of accounts and cases, penny-dreadful type stuff. I’m open to most areas but I’d be most curious about Appalachia and New England.
This is totally not related to Black Philip or attempting to live deliciously.
My family knows me too well. One brother got me a trepanning drill (and a how-to guide) and the other got me a mounted Japanese giant hornet for my birthday.
Sometimes I think I’m becoming too reclusive. Then I go to public places and interact with people to remind myself I’m not reclusive enough.
The Machine stood in the clearing long before the parish grew up around it with their own lore. The Machine towered ominous, its freshest occupant still squirming when native guides lead trappers past it in the unmapped wilds of the “New World.” The Machine was there when Norsemen landed beneath its shadow, hungry and thrumming with promise. And, for all anyone knew, the Machine had been there when New England kissed the shores of Morocco.
I’m sure I’m going somewhere with this…
I liked the Witch. And not just because there was a cute freckled boy in it ;) I had the theater to myself, which is probably best.
Its a horror movie, its full of dread and uncertainty and growing unease. Its an art house film, it was bought up at Sundance. I thought the trailers for it sold it as well as a different kind of horror.
Every else seems to be expecting Friday the 13th but with puritans instead of camp councilors.
I kind of want to draw Black Philip now… And by that I mean Wahab Chaudhry.
Like a human popsicle? Cockicle.
It sounds like something you’d leave propped outside your cave lair if you were some kind of dire monster to scare off the local peasants.
This ended up being in my “secret” version. Which didn’t turn out as awesome as I’d hoped.
Ultimately this pic took too long and I lost a lot of steam along the way.
Every spring when the snow from the final winter storm has melted, all of the fit youths of the village gather for the lottery to see who will be affixed to the Machine in the town square.
I may have been influenced by the Witch on this one. Small secluded 1700′s New England community with a strange/deranged yearly fertility ritual.
The Duke of Wellington vs Spring-Heeled Jack.
A period drama set in Victorian England filled with lots of epic wire-fu combat between a fire-breathing night prowler and the 70 year old hero of Waterloo.
I’d watch it.