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.
Firing up the studio after a long absence can be a lot of work, but I find it to be a lot easier if I simplify what it is I’m trying to say both visually and conceptually. These two guys represents all of the frustration I have these days towards my sexuality. Both “yes” and “no” seems to make sense right now. Happy Pride!
I’ve been fantasizing about older hippies and metal heads lately so I had to draw a few. It’s a silly cartoon, that’s for sure, but I like the characters. Who knows, maybe these guys will show up in the Comix section again.
I’ve been watching a lot of YouTube content about retro gaming. I wouldn’t consider myself a gamer, but I grew up with video games, and I still play my old Wii from time to time. Watching scruffy mature men grunt, complain, and pontificate about their favorite consoles or game franchises is not only informative, but also I find it to be a nice springboard for my nerdy buddy fantasies.
Lost in despair. The man of my dreams is in a relationship. He’s in love with himself. Oh Gar! if you loved me half as much as those tight boy holes you plug so eloquently I’d be the happiest old man alive.
A while ago I introduced a character named Ted as a way to deal with my bi-bull man fetish. Unfortunately I haven’t done much with this randy fellow. Felling a little randy myself today, I did a quick dirty drawing of Ted and his spank bank.
Do you prefer to hide under a rock than go to a gay bar? Are you horny and lonely for another spelunker to crawl through the muck with? Well meet Ooga and Booga, two cave men who found love in the jagged desolate landscape from centuries gone by. So don’t despair. As our world continues to devolve, and men become less refined, there might be hope for the modern cave man. OOGA BOOGA! 4 ever!