and so it ended, my brief gigposter career, like a beautiful sun that burned so bright and then exploded, taking most of my bedroom with it.
1. i used models for this, practically unheard of to be honest and never again attempted. that’s my wife and our friend bridget, i posed them like little dolls all over the house, and at one point they were going to be riding a dragon. a dragon made from my tears, i think. no photographic evidence remains of this session.
2. i drew this in several pieces, on tracing paper (i totally do not recommend doing this at all) and then assembled it in ph*t*sh*p and i hated every goddamn second of it. i’ll spare you my feelings on making art with computers.
3. i am both disgusted and proud of this poster at the same time. it is slightly embarrassing to me now, but i really did put a lot of time into it, even though i had very little time to do it. this was supposed to skyrocket (?) me into the infamy (i probably told myself at the time) but…obviously it did not. jason molina saw this poster and offered me another gig, but that’s another story for another time.
4. i’m going to hit the publish button down there and let you all get on with your lives.