It’s been an intense “weekend” of camping at a hotel, shooting two models, dressing up [wore these], running downtown to the Hive for the reception [lovely surprise: ran into my mom and Q], finally eating, collapsing into hotel bed back in Hollywood, only to wake up at 7 to shoot again. Very tired, but I did have excellent French toast croissant at Grub with Ross and The D a few hours ago. Wee Micron peacefully slumbers at my feet, exhausted by earlier “welcome home” frolicking. Good.
Below, a low res web version of the filthy piece I drew for the Beerotica show at the Hive gallery. Sold last night at the reception, but I may offer a small print run in the future.
i love it. madly.
“Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips”
Wow. Just, wow. I’s filthy, and disgusting. I am repulsed yet strangely drawn to it.
Bravo, Ms. Ebb, bravo.
Manuel, thank you!
Vjesci, an informative and disturbing link – thanks to you, as well!
Neutron, that pleases me greatly. A blend of disgust and attraction is the desired response!