What an opening declaration, huh? Well it’s true. Maybe it’s my southern upbringing but I tend to be more tolerant and patient with them. Guys catch hell with me but the ladies? Not so much.
This is NOT an unlimited ticket however.
I’m amazed at how often I receive derogatory comments about the women I choose to create or draw on my daily commute. “Why don’t you draw REAL women?” They’ll demand of me, as if my ability only receives validation through their option.
The truth is I pretty much create what I want. Like most men I have a type; confident, smart, funny and loving. But I also feel I’m those things with a nice helping of stubborn on the top.
I tried to portray that in this picture of Wonder Woman I made. She’s all those attributes in one made up person to me.
I feel that’s what a cosplayer who is in her character is trying to display about herself. Just like Harley Quinn exists in the land of broken dolls, Diana is a more mature, fully realized woman, more confident in her sexuality and identity.
So yeah, when I draw women I tend not to just draw sexpots. I try to give them the depth they deserve, sometimes succeeding, sometimes not. But at the end of the day MY prize is when a woman tells me she likes the way I render her gender. What can I say? They own my world 😉
Two things; inpatient care should ALWAYS be proceeded by the word “voluntary”and there’s nothing wrong with getting your brain tuned up if it maintains your status on the mortal plane. If a repair job is over your head, don’t be afraid to call in the experts.
I should have more art to show you. I do, but it’s traditional art and right now it’s a little bit of a reminder of my recent crack up.
I’ll come back to it, I promise.
For now, I’m showing off a piece that I did this weekend. It was for a friend and I’d promised to do it a while ago. It was very cathartic to pull this together so quickly after my hospital stay. Actually it was amazing! Can you tell how content I am right now?