buggy bugs

     Back in ye olde days of the Sharpie craze I drew this little pair of bugs perched on some dragon breath.  They seem to have a definite enthusiasm to them, like they’re at a football game or something and they’re all like, “Woooo!  Go Packers!!”

first page

     This is the first page of the sketchbook I started over 7 years ago in the midst of the Sharpie craze in full swing.  This is the very same sketchbook that I’m just a few short pages away from finishing here in the near future.  I guess it’s not much of a milestone but it is yet another one of the fascinating bits of trivia I try to give to you, my gentle and attractive readers.

rygar hanging

     More stuff from my past.  The creature at the bottom was probably the result of me playing the original NES Rygar game too much.  Looks a little like one of the level bosses.  I loved Rygar.  There was no time limit, no score, just a quest to complete and you could take your own sweet time.  My kinda game.

     Anyway, I’m sure there’s lots of symbolism in this one but I’ve never really gave it much thought.  Maybe the little guy hanging below and inside the powerful beast man is supposed to be my vulnerable, inner self, preferring to die rather than face the difficulties and pain of life.  Or maybe he’s just too tired from playing Rygar.

spire of doom

     It’s the Spire of Doooom!  It reaches up into the skyyyyyyy!  It’s opening a portal to helllllll!  So Satan can screw us with his cooooock!

     Okay, I’ll stop now.  I only drew one of these things, unless this counts as a Spire of Doom.  I really need to get back to these fast drawings.  Lately, I’ve been bogged down with fussy details and color experimentation.  I think it’s getting on my nerves.

crazy cats

     Here’s some quick, cat cuties from my past.  This is a sample grab off of one of the three pages that were in between this and this, believe it or not.  I’ve always been a cat person so they tend to creep into my work in one way or another.  I’m all like, “Death, skeletons, death, insanity… Aww!  Lookit da cute kittehs!  Puking, porn, death, porn, porn…”

chicken skellie

     I think it’s a chicken skellie.  Some sort of bird-like creature anyway.  Not really sure what the hell is going on in this one, I just like how my chicken skellie turned out…

     Or maybe it’s a turkey skellie!  Ha!  This was a 100% by chance coincidence that this post fell on today of all days.  I’ve had this sitting around in my drafts for about a week now.  Complete accident, I tell you.  Anyway, here’s some more incidental stuff from the backstory of ye olde Sharpie craze and I’m pretty sure it wasn’t drawn on Thanksgiving, but who knows!

     Thanks to all of you who’ve taken an interest in my efforts and have a great holiday.

chalkboard nude


     When I first completed this drawing I recall it making me pretty uncomfortable at the time.  I think it was because it was a little too honest of a self-portrait in some ways.  Obviously, I’m much more comfortable with it now, although I’m still not sure what the whole tornado-like thing is supposed to be.

     As far as the digital effects go, this was another one of my happy accidents.  After a quick auto-adjust of the colors I flipped the negative tweak and, whamo, chalkboard!  Who knew?

peen, hand, tongue and mouth


     This is one of my favorites mainly due to the stylized peen I drew up there in the corner.  I’m also proud of myself for turning what started out as a random squiggle into the pointing hand at the bottom.  Oh sure, I also drew a snorting monster with a vagina ear that’s about bite the hand that licks it but who cares?  Peen and hand, man!

     Heh, maybe I need to go jerk off.

hungry head


     Last night I just realized that this drawing is a self-portrait.  When I was perusing more of my Sharpie craze stuff, trying to decide what to post next, I noticed this drawing was immediately followed by this.  It’s almost like the above work is an unconscious representation of the state of my mind that led to the crazed death porno work.

     Here it is, over 7 years later and I’m still having to figure this shit out.



     While I do have more Sharpie craze works to come from my past and probably more new entries into that style yet to be drawn, this particular drawing is the very last entry from the initial run in my 30’s.

     It’s sort of a culmination of the style in some ways.  It’s got the skellie hand, the sex parts, the crying, puking and drooling.  Also feathery-type stuff and crackling energy or force fields and the ever-fussy details and fuzzy bits all in one convenient package.  I remember trying to scan this bitch of a drawing years ago when I first attempted a web page of sorts for my artwork.  I just couldn’t get the two halves to line up properly and it really pissed me off at the time.  Last night, however, I was finally able to get it to work.

     Anyhoo, thanks for taking a look.  Stay tuned, as I have another entry into the redux series coming soon.

art and horror

     If you haven’t already, take a look-see at my new Links tab and don’t forget to stop by A.D. Art and check out Aquilus’ totally boss jack-o-lanterns (best viewed full size and full screen).  Now for my latest nonsensical ramblings:

     This drawing is one I could’ve easily used for my Octoberween efforts if my hand had taken longer to heal up.  It seems the majority of my art quite easily fits into the horror category, although it took a little while for me to warm up to the idea.

     I’d always thought of my art (particularly the Sharpie craze) as my own personal confrontation with my inner demons and emotional issues.  Not a horror movie full of screams and gore but an exploration of my most secret desires involving sex, violence, isolation, anger, regret, jealousy, etc.  When you think about it, though, that kind of content and more is the basis of all good horror.  I guess I’m just too close to my art the vast majority of the time to see it objectively.

skull ghosts and dollman

     This one just screamed out to be negative-ized so that’s what I did.  Had to experiment for a minute to get the right shade of color that’s the opposite of the nice electric blue you see here but I think it worked out well enough.  The blue makes my little skully guy look a bit ghost-like.

     Last night I gave my drawing hand a good hot soak while watching Dollman and I think the raw power and undeniable charisma of Tim Thomerson helped my hand heal up a bit.  I hope to resume my Octoberween drawing efforts tomorrow!

plantar fasciitis and hairy monsters

     Meet my crouching monster, with his winning smile, tufts of attractive hair and spiky boots.  Incidentally, this is also one of the ways to cure your plantar fasciitis, except you should be on a flat surface and not on the crushed body parts of those who would defy you.

     Thought I’d fiddle around with this one digitally to at least give it a new look and some color.  Kinda low-key tonight so I’ll stop here.  Thanks for taking a look.

destructive creation


     Draw shortly after Torso Man, this is early evidence that I was already in the habit of artistically tearing apart my previous creations.  I didn’t realize it at the time, of course, but looking back it’s quite obvious.  This 20/20 hindsight, however, wasn’t really developed until recently.

     Earlier this month, when I posted Bone Pile, I received some very valuable input in the comments which helped me realize my tendency towards ripping apart and possibly reassembling my creations.  While the thought of destruction and creation both being parts of the same whole isn’t an unfamiliar concept to me, having that dynamic illustrated to me via my own artwork was quite an illuminating experience.  In short, blogging rules.

      Haha, Octoberween!  I’ve made it this far.  Just nine more posts and you’ll be my bitch!  Woot!

memories of feathers

     Well, the bad news is my right hand is starting to weaken from all the jerking off drawing I’ve been doing this month.  The good news is I dug deep into my sketchbooks and found a few more unposted past works that can be safely put into the horror/Halloween category.  They may not be new but they’re at least new to you, and that’s fair play in my book.  At this point in the month I’m not looking to place, I just hope to finish the marathon.  If that means I have to end up using my left hand (the stranger) to complete a few drawings then so be it.

     This work is among some of the last I completed during the initial run of the Sharpie craze in my 30’s.  I may have to revisit the quickly drawn feathers on either side of this guy’s face.  I’d almost forgotten how much I enjoyed that sort of thing.  Perhaps I’ll try to do a fallen angel theme, building on the idea I created with dickhead.  It’s a thought.

funny faces, 2 of 2

     With this post I’m back on track for Octoberween!  That’s important since I’m still flying by the seat of my pants and can’t afford to get even a little behind this month.

     This face seems a little happier and less anxious than the first.  I think it’s the eyebrows (what is it with me and my reaction to eyebrows?).  Anyway, I hope you’ve enjoyed my Funny Faces duo.  Thanks, I’ll be here all month!

funny faces, 1 of 2

     I know I gave you guys double images in my previous jack-o-patterns post to make up for the one image I was behind so far, but I’m not going to be satisfied with my efforts this month unless I have at least 31 Halloween-specific posts by the end.

      So here it is:  A duo of posts for today, in jack-o-lantern style, that I actually drew back in my 30’s when I was trying out a brand new broad tip Sharpie in the midst of the craze.  Drawn quickly, with a more upbeat style that most of the craze, I have only two of these.  It quite naturally followed that these would be my double-header posts to make up for my minor misstep early in the month.

     Thanks for taking a look and the second face will follow later this evening.