This is an album cover of a lesser known heavy-metal/hard rock band from the 80s called Eyes. The album is titled full moon. in my opinion, they were smart to put the beautiful butts on the cover instead of focusing on big hair and their pretty faces. I like pretending that I’m a cop and I’ve just busted these four guys for weed…. let your fantasies go from there.
I have been getting chunky catalogs from this company ever since I ordered something fairly trivial from them a few years ago. Their logo looks like a dick and ass turned on its side. i’ve always thought “How could they not see this? It must be intentional” Now with this new catalog cover I am more than convinced that they meant it to look like a dick and ass. I’m not against it mind you, but it baffles me, if not leaving me a little frustrated. Considering what’s going on in my mind, I don’t believe them when they proclaim “We’ve got it all!” on a box with that dick logo pressed up against a handsome man’s crotch. Hmmmmmmm….
It’s been a while since I’ve hit the drawing table. What can I say? life has gotten in the way with the holidays, jury duty, other projects, etc. but my loneliness and horniness will always lead me back to my sketchbook and pencils. So I can articulate my fantasies and continue my studies of drawing dirty old men.
It’s been a while since I made an attempt at a “self portrait.” I couldn’t think of anything else to draw this morning, so it was about time. I don’t think I got my chunky backside right, but I like the overall character design going on here. I just tried to keep myself from drawing too stylized.
It’s been awhile since I’ve drawn a page of dicks. With my recent interest in gay Twitter, I’ve seen so many cocks, and let me tell you, my dick heads a spinning! So there’s only one cure for Penis Brain, and that’s draw as many genitals as possible to possibly expunge the spooge from your mind. It only kinda works. After all dicks are just dicks, and that’s the way I like it.
It’s been a while since I’ve done some serious character design. Gar has always been one of my favorites. He’s obviously the strong, slutty, silent type, which I very much appreciate. When I get him drawn right, there is already a story to work with. Whether it’s his smoking cocked stogie, his unkept beard, his swaggering wangbar (always at least half hard,) or his furrowed brow with a stinky leather daddy patrol hat hiding his eyes. “Rough and ready” in every sense of the phrase. One day I’ll get him in a comic or two to see if he has what it takes. Until then I just enjoy sketching out every little detail I can.
Nate passed away July 8, 2022. We were lovers, boyfriends, if you will. But it was a rocky relationship, filled with addiction, codependent and lies. Even though I grew to resent him, he never resented me. I pushed him away over the past few years due to anger and frustration, but he always try to keep up a friendship. Unfortunately I wasn’t ready for that. Do I regret the choices I made to not talk to him, a little. But mostly I’m just sad and lonely tonight.