Kyah, Bitches!

This was a piece I cooked up one night at SDCC as a panel replacement for a portfolio piece I wasn't at all happy with. Now, I've been accused of many things in my "career" and, looking back, this was probably a bit too titillating even for the biz. I was very happy with the kinetics of it, but in the end, it was just to boobalicious. Still, it's nice to look at. Enjoy.

So here's the deal...

Listen, night owls, and listen well. You have had but a taste of my artworks that I, and a handful of fellow like-minded individuals, have produced over the years. Are you starting to see how this works?
Just keep it to yourself, y'hear?

Shhhhhhh

Skirting the issue of the obvious cult classic song title aside, if you're here, you know what I'm about. In recent times I've had to side-step this aspect of my art in an effort to tidy up my professional career, I'm sure you understand. There is a webpage for that which will never be linked to here. Needless to say, I could do without that kind of publicity these days.


That being said, and this is the important part, IF I GET ANY SHINANEGANS THIS ALL STOPS


I will tell your mother. I will call your work. I will tell your spouse, if you have one. There is no measure to how fast and how hard I will hit you for ruining this for me. The outcome will ruin you, and you'll have spoiled a good thing for everyone. You can go back to whatever it is you do and I'll be happy to let you do it without me.

The purpose of this blog is to tie up some of those loose ends neatly and keep one thing separate from another. If you're reading this, consider yourself somewhat privileged. It's like the First Rule of Fight Club. At any rate, please enjoy what I have in store, and I would greatly appreciate it if you don't go on blabbing this to just anyone.

Now that that's out of the way, let's have a good time.

Oh, and hey, you know who do you know what.