Welcome back to Dr. Sketchy's Anti-Art school, where everyday is Christmas!
Rather than deal with your horrible realatives and their shocking notions of what you want, why not spend te holidays with Dr. Sketchy's?… And what before my wandering eyes should appear but the sexy silky form of our secret Santa, Akynos!
Akynos filled us with Holiday Cheer and good tidings, bringing joy to both the Naughty and the Nice.
Espically the Naughty.
Thanks to Dr. Simon who wrapped up The Lucky Cat like a great big cheesy gift box and thanks to the loyal Monkey who brought me a gift! It was an ingenious paper snowglobe
Greetings, bloggers, bloggees, bloggists, and blog cabin Republicans!
Well, John Leavitt has taken ill, so I return to blog again. I feel a bit like Jay Leno. Not Jay Leno now, I mean back when Johnny Carson hosted the Tonight Show. You know, Johnny Carson! He was… No, you're thinking of Jimmy Carter. Completely different person. Johnny Carson was… No, no, no! That's Jack Kerouac! That's not even close! Oh, you damn kids!
Recently, we had our minds blown by the op art antics of Amber Ray and Muffinhead.
Ook and ork my prehistoric friends! Dr. Sketchy's takes you back to 1,000,000 B.C! Clan of the Cave Sketchy's! Sure, the stone tools areimpressive, but why not just research Mysticism and Mining to get to the Bronze Age before the bastard Sumerians?
Our cave cutie was no other than Little Brooklyn of Starshine Burlesque and her amorous ape! So THAT'S what happened to Fay Wray!
Hosted by your modern stone-age family, Molly Crabapple and John Leavitt! here molly presents a prize print of her work "cockfighting."
Welcome, boys and ghouls and reanimated corpses of art monkeys, to the special Halloween edition of the Dr. Sketchy's Blog!
In honour of Halloween, we had a Lovecraft themed session, full of horrors that cannot be named, the very sight of whom would drive an ordinary man insane. We felt this would be the perfect atmosphere for drawing a beautiful woman, and we had just the woman for the occassion, the beautiful (but also revelatory of the darker nature of our own souls) Aprella!
She was recently assembled from the hottest parts of various cadavers by Dr. Frankenstein.
Wow! it feels like just 4 weeks ago we were celebrating back to school and now it's time for Senior Prom! C'mon, lets relive more awkward childhood memories! Does my hair look alright? How about the tux? Got it from my uncle, he says you can't see in the stains in the dark anyway!
Your hosts for this, the happiest night of your life, Molly Crabapple, John Leavitt, and a metric ton of candy-colored balloons. I look like the head of the drama club who goes on to murder prostitutes. *sigh*.
And our lovely models, Apathy and Amelia Danger as Prom Princess and Rebel Without a Cause!
Photos by A.V geeks, Ryan Roman and
September 23rd, An undisclosed location in Brooklyn. There, Art Monkeys cavorted in decadent splendor for a full 6 hours. Dr. Sketchy's first private event ….THE SALON
Words fail to do the event justice. A hyperactive, glittering, art-orgasm of multiple models, extreme costuming, bizarre contests and absinthe-soaked insanity. It was a werid, harrowing, stressful, manic 6 hours plus set-up and strike down in one of the most surreal places on Earth. I loved every. freakin. second.
Our Muses! Gal Friday! Lady J! Ian Christianson! All outfitted by the Amazing Amber Ray, professional sensation, and costumer extraordinare to
