So, I have received the photographs from last weeks session, and there were literally hundreds of them. This is fucking insane. While I figure out how I'm going to handle this, I thought I'd show you a little taste of what's to come.
I know those of you who were at last week's session were probably wondering, "What would this session look like if I were a fish who was looking around the room very quickly?" Well, thanks to photographer Andras Frenyo and his panorama and fisheye lens, now you can know!
Some of you may be saying to yourself, "That's nice and all, but what if I were two fish, one of whom was rotated 180 degrees?" Well, Andras Frenyo can help you with that, too!
Greetings, Art Monkeys!
Last week's session of Dr. Sketchy's Anti-Art School was special for many reasons. For one thing, John is on vacation, so last session marked the start of my two-month stint hosting. For another thing, we had the indescribable Amber Ray modelling for us, which is always a joyous occasion. Most importantly, though, at the last session, we had The Greatest Contest Ever! I thought I should warn you in the introductory paragraph, so you can ready yourselves for the end of this entry.
With the butterfly-like
Ahoy, Art Monkeys!
This entry is being written with a fakey Cornish accent, because last session was our nautical session. Summer may be hastening on, but it's always bikini season here at Dr. Sketchy's, with astounding model Aradia Ardor.
Like any good cruise, we have an excessive number of photographs to document our voyage, brought to you this time by both our regular photographer Justin Lussier and super special guest photographer Steve Prue! So off we go! Anchors aweigh! Whatever that means!
Ciao, Art Monkeys!
At the last Dr. Sketchy's Anti-Art School, we had celebrity supermodel Raquel Reed posing. In honour of that, I thought I would do this blog post in the style of one of those celebrity gossip columns. Unfortunately, I have never actually read a full celebrity gossip column, so I would be incapable of effectively imitating their style. In fact, I'm so out of touch that I'm not entirely sure who qualifies as a celebrity these days. For instance, I couldn't honestly tell you if anyone still cares about Britney Spears. I would assume that her parents do, but don't quote me on that. Still, I am committed to this idea, so, as I would if I had my own gossip column, I will make things up about people whose names I know.
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With Captain Molly Crabapple on leave, the humble mining ship Slipper Room was left defenseless to alien attack. Of course, it was just then that it was invaded by a ravenous (and ravishing) danteposh from the planet Seksi. It figures.
Yes, in a summer when you can't count on Hollywood to come out with a decent science fiction extravaganza, Dr. Sketchy's Anti-Art School has you covered! Take that, west coast!
As reports of the monster started to pour in, the ship's
