Flaming ArtistWhile prepping this series of archival illustrations, I got the idea for a new one, Or to be more precise, I drew this then realized it could fit into the “Down Low With Lou” series with minor alterations. Drawn with light blue Colorerase pencil and medium gray Tombo brush pen.
I painted this in my masturbation sketchbook using the technique learned in art college: dark mid-tones first, then work progressively lighter and darker, hitting the highlights and darkest darks last. I used opaque watercolor (goauche).
I painted this with opaque watercolors (gouache), Then drew the line work with india ink. The body hair was probably painted with thinned out gouache on top of the india ink.
As one can see from yesterday’s head turn on Ed Asner, my reference-free attempt at drawing Lou Grant is somewhat different. Actually, looking at the two versions side-by-side, I like my fantasy version somewhat better. The man on the right is the somewhat idealized version of myself.
Last night I pulled out my DVD boxed set of “The Mary Tyler Moore Show Season 1” and did this head turn off freeze frames of Ed Asner. Hmmm. Not there yet. Stay tuned.
The series of drawings I’ve come to call “Down Low With Lou” was executed in December ’88, January ’89. After having pursued it to the point where I found it had legs, I decided to pin the “Lou” character down with a more formal character design. Since I had been employed for a half decade in the TV Animation industry by that time, that meant a head-turn. If I’d really been into it, I’d have done a 3/4 besides the profile and front, and maybe a full body turn as well, with a page of attitude drawings. This would have all be good practice for one of my career goals, transitioning from storyboards to character designs, or, at least, getting to do both, like my hero, Alex Toth.
Note that I was working with out reference, so the drawings only look like Ed Asner in a general sense.
“I wanted him to fuck me, but he insisted he saved that for his wive; everything else was fair game, though.
“He crouched on the couch and I got on behind him, holding my upward arching boner so that it would line up with his sphincter. I spit on my dick and made use of the pre-cum to lube up, bent me l leg so that my tip was held down by the edge of his ass-bone, and let go. I slide the tip up the hairy, sweaty bottom ridge to his anus, resting it there without pushing in. I waited until he groaned, “C’mon man…”, until I started to push, gently at first, and then harder until he gave way.
“His anus was too rough for me, so I pulled out and slathered some more oozing pre-cum over “Uncle Gerry” and went back in again, this time sliding in further and easier. I pulled out, re-lubed, and re-entered. Lou, silent until now, moaned, and I felt myself going in to my stopping point. I left there for a few seconds and pulled out slowly, letting myself pop out and flap upward, hitting me below my belly button with a soft smack.
“I bent down and repeated the operation. As my tip rested against his pelvis he hissed the hissed again as “Uncle Gerry” slid up his under-pelvis to strain against the top of his anus muscle. He moaned as I pushed inside, this time easily. I’d have sworn he was actually doing his own lubing, which later proved true given the embarrassing wet puddle on the couch we later discovered.
