I just wanted to draw some beautiful dicks this week. I like the composition, even though a set of balls got cut off at the bottom of the page(yikes!) but that only makes room for the cuddly bellies that frame the top. Despite the awkward cropping, this pic still makes me happy and horny. But next time I sketch crotches I’ll find a taller paper stock.
In attempt to get myself posting again, (and again, and again,) I’ve pulled out a few old ink drawings I scanned years ago. The original art work exists in a single spiral bound sketchbook located in my closet full of sketchbooks. Now they are completely bit-mapped. Rendered only in black and white pixels. The drawings were made from online porn pics, so you might recognize one or two of them.
Just a late night sketch. Nothing too peculiar. But I feel there is a tension in the line that expresses my deep loneliness. Immediate, contemplative and many mistakes.Kinda sounds like my sex life over the past few years.