Hello-a there, Art-a Monkeys! It’s-a me, Syd Bernstein, with another edition of Dr. Sketchy’s Anti-Art Blog! At our last session, we had the nerd’s dreamgirl, the one whose picture you hang on the wall of your mother’s basement, the Penthouse Pet with her own Darth Vader t-shirt, the one and only Justine Joli! The session was Nintendo Entertainment System themed, so all of the gamers could bask in the 8-bit nostalgia. For the Sega partisans like Dolcy who required twice as many bits for their entertainment and for losers like me whose cruel, miserly parents wouldn’t buy them a video game console when they were children, we had two of the greatest breasts on Earth. So there was something for everyone!

Some of the photographs in this entry contain graphic evidence that our model is, in fact, a mammal. I won’t beat around the bush - NIPPLES. These pictures show nipples. I understand that this is a touchy subject, because - although I see nipples every day, as, I would suspect, do most of the readers of this blog - I have heard that there are those who are offended by such anatomical protuberances. I imagine they must be the sort of people who, owing to some birth defect, do not have upper torsos; who were bottle-fed as infants; and who, due to the deep and powerful insecurities that their condition caused, could never sustain such a relationship as would reach the “second base” stage. Actually, come to think of it, that would be the sort of person who would most appreciate these photographs. Maybe some people have the legitimate moral concern that the sight of such a perfect body would cause them to renounce their God and dedicate their lives to the service of these nipples. My only advice is to exercise caution and to recite the Shma before and after viewing.
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We begin quite simply with a typewriter and a bottle of whiskey - the tools of a truly great journalist - because at our last Dr. Sketchy’s session, we had none other than the greatest journalist of all time. Who is this wondrous chronicler of the American experience? Tom Brokaw? Edward R. Murrow? Bob Woodward? Hacks one and all! No, I mean the rare genius that is Hunter S. Thompson.

Unfortunately, we didn’t have the budget to fly up and sweep the real Thompson out of the sky to pose for us, but we had the next best thing - and in some respects, a better thing - our own lady chameleon Gal Friday assuming his form and his legendary persona. We are lucky enough to have a full shitload of pictures of this event, so let’s get started.

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Hold on to your hats, Art Monkeys! It’s time for part two of our Art Star series, saluting our ultra-famous friends in the art world. This session’s inspiration was David Stoupakis. In case you’re unfamiliar with his work, I believe I have a sample of his work around here somewhere…

Oh, great. Now I’m going to have nightmares for weeks.

So, very appropriately, we had David’s own personal muse pose for our session. I know what you’re wondering - What sort of woman could inspire Stoupakis’ horrific yet beautiful artwork? It’s none other than the horrifically beautiful Aprella!

She has the class and style of the 18th century, but better, because there’s an octopus.
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So our New York regulars who missed SketchyCon ‘09 are probably pretty pissed at us, especially since it was the most awesome thing ever. We had Dr. Sketchy’s principals from all over this continent (except for Mexico and Central America), but the convention was only for organizers of Dr. Sketchy’ses, excluding some of the people who are reading this blog. However, fret not all of you who are not cool enough to be running your own Dr. Sketchy’s branch! Because we are such wonderful people, we are going to share with you some of the highlights of SketchyCon through the magic of photography!

The masses assembled in Dr. Sketchy’s New York headquarters for a very special session of Dr. Sketchy’s goodness. We had two of our best models ever:

Amber Ray and

Gal Friday.

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Hi there, Art Monkeys! Who remembers the ultra-violent, sexually exploitative films of the 70’s? Nobody? Well, who remembers the ultra-violent, sexually exploitative films of Quentin Tarantino? Then you’re in for a treat, because here at Dr. Sketchy’s Anti-Art School, we had the luscious Bambi Killers pay their tribute to the grindhouse.

Armed only with a switchblade, a revolver, and a machete, these three ladies must survive a harsh and unforgiving world. Will they pull together to make it through or turn on each other, succumbing to their animalistic bloodlust? One thing is for certain: it will be hot either way.
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All of us here at Dr. Sketchy’s Anti-Art School are simply gaga over our new sponsor, Baby Tattoo. It has come to our attention that some of you are not aware of Baby Tattoo, and therefore have not been exposed to their spectacular books. Some of you may believe that Baby Tattoo is the infant son of a minor X-Men villain. Actually, that would be baby Tatsuo, but that’s an easy mistake to make.

I know what you’re thinking - “Wasn’t he that weird artist guy who slept with Betsy Braddock?” No, you’re thinking of Matsuo. And really, he had an affair with Kwannon, who switched bodies with Betsy Braddock. I know, everyone was confused by that story arc, but to be fair, the continuity was a bit messy when Fabian Nicieza took over writing, and I think he did a capable job of sorting it out without completely undoing what Clairemont had done before him. But that has nothing to do with Baby Tattoo.

Baby Tattoo publishes books by weird artist guys (none of whom have slept with Betsy Braddock). Above, you can see me holding the book Wicked Nursery Rhymes by Gris Grimly. Gris Grimly is a remarkable artist, whom I would describe as sort of American McGee’s Roman Dirge. This book, as well as other books by such notable artists as Ragnar, Seonna Hong, and Justin Jorgenson, is avaible at babytattoo.com.

Really, I could go on and on about how much we at Dr. Sketchy’s love Baby Tattoo, but the time that you spend reading this blog could better be spent familiarizing yourself with the books published by Baby Tattoo. So go.

Wowza Yeowza! More pictures of the delectable Miss Reed by Justin Lussier. More photos after the jump!

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Great Glitter Gazonngas! It’s Raquel Reed ( Ihateraquelreed.com ) The Manic Panic Pixie Girl taking the internet by storm! Our big bad colorful session was sponsored by Glittl cupcakes and Cupcakes Take The Cake! Much candy-colored pastel treats were consumed. For Art. Also Liberty. More photos by Dr. Simon follow

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It’s our culturally relevant class war session as Anarchy beats the living shit out of Capitalism in a sexy, sexy political metaphor! Bella Vendetta (of Bellavendetta.com) screws over Businessman Syd Bernstein in the spirit of populist uprising! Or something. We really just wanted to beat up Syd. In a way, that’s all we do. More photos from Dr. Simon after the jump!

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Trick or treat, my groovie art ghoulies! Once again, this is Syd Bernstein welcoming you to a spooky Halloween edition of Dr. Sketchy’s Anti-Art Blog! No, wait, that can’t be right. Halloween was four months ago. So, maybe this one is Christmas. Christmas, with the stockings stuffed with sugar plums and candy canes… No that was two months ago. Still, I’m getting closer. There must have been some candy-exchanging occassion that the Christians stole from some Pagan culture, or else the whole candy backdrop wouldn’t have made any sense. What about… Easter? Sure! Close enough! It’s never too early to start celebrating Easter! So, to welcome the Anglo-Saxon goddess of the spring, we had our very own spring goddess, Delirium Tremens!

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