Thus revealed, the creature buried its nose in the tire-tilled soil...
February 23, 2013
On the subject of art…
Category: Art

I kinda want to draw fetish art for people.

Like, seriously (but not seriously). I have this ridiculous dream of having a booth at a comic convention where I ONLY draw fetish art commissions for people. You want a drawing of Spider-Man snapping a photo of himself while dangling upside down? Fine, but you'd better pretend that shit turns you on.

That said, I wouldn't want the pictures to actually be erotic -- I'd want to do them in my signature (lazy) style and knock them off very quickly. I don't really want to produce great art or make gobs of money (if I broke even for the table I'd be delighted); I just want to hear people's sick sick desires and delight in giving them goofy six-minute Sharpie marker drawings. You like dickgirls? Here's a stick figure with hair and eyelashes and pouty lips. And a dick. I'd simply smile, but the voices in my head would laugh and laugh and LAUGH.

Have I told you about my desire to get a cardboard sign and sell $1 haiku on street corners? If my living sitch ever goes south, I'm totally going to be the Haiku Hobo.

the Haiku Hobo
writes haiku, obviously!
And he's homeless. Duh.

...Yep.

-posted by Wes | 4:50 pm | Comments (0)
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