I’ve seen some pretty sweet Giger tattoos, but has anyone ever gotten a tattoo of Penis Landscape? I’d like to meet that guy, but I would probably be too afraid to talk to them.
Having bought a couple, I’ve gotta say, Jim Ether’s mystery paintings are the bees knees, and you’d be a fool not to get in on this.
Probably my favorite thing this week is a series of videos [adult swim] put out of Killer Mike giving advice on things.
Last week, my friend Ebit misread a headline on Huffington Post and I thought it would be really funny to do a drawing based off of what she thought it said and the Norwegian statue of the naked dude kicking and punching babies.
And then I remembered that abusing animals isn’t cool, so I added a subtitle that I think is a valid justification for punching a bunch of dogs, because Muhammad Ali rules and I wouldn’t want to sully his reputation.
I haven’t been posting any more on the commission stuff the last few days, because most of the things I’ve been working on are bigger than expected, but I’m doing a really, really cool one right now, and hopefully I’m going to take a little break in a couple hours and put some smaller stuff online for you nice folks.
If you still want anything, contact info is on my page, and if you live within 5-10 miles of my house, and want a physical object, I can hand deliver it to you on my bike tomorrow or Wednesday. Woohoo.
I’m also trying to put together a nice, big surprise for Halloween day, so look out for that.
We’re still in the dead people holiday time, right?
Here’s one of my favorite dudes who chills out with the dead people.
I like monsters and horror and weird fiction, but I also like cute stuff and pop-culture also.
I LOVE doing show flyers, and other art for musicians (talk to me about it).
I don’t want to draw sex stuff.
I mean, boobs and wieners are cool, but I don’t want to draw stuff going inside of other things.
So a mummy hitting a dracula in the dong with a mallet is cool, but drawing them trying to make mummy dracula hybrids is something best left to them in private.
I’ll send you a high-res digital copy to do whatever you want with, but if you wanna cover printing and s/h (not much more), I’ll sign it and make sure it looks real nice, and I think that’s a cooler option. But nothing bigger than 11x17. And nobody else will ever get to have it, unless you give it to them.
And speaking of printing, if you’ve seen something on the blog you like, you can have a rad, sick-house slick print of it, for 10 BUCKS.
How about that?
Just hit up email@example.com
And while supplies last (meaning as long as I have ephemera on hand), anyone who orders a physical object will get something extra shoved in the envelope. It could be an animal tooth, it could be a couple playing cards from Las Vegas, it could be a mix cd, or a gamecube game I don’t want (Mario Tennis), or something else mysterious.
It’s like the prizes in boxes of Cracker Jacks!
Actually, it’s not at all. The prizes in Cracker Jacks kinda blow these days.
Vermin Supreme 2016.
Reblogging in case you missed it earlier.
A bottle full of wheatpaste exploded in my room earlier, and now my desk smells like sourdough vomit.
I’m gonna stop reminding you guys of this for a little. I’ve got some really, really cool things to work on, but I wanted to make sure that you’re aware of it.