Kratos and the Fate of Ouranus

In Greek mythology, Ouranus, God of the Sky mates with Gaia, Goddess of the Earth and fathers many offspring whom he imprisons deep underground. Gaia, upset over the mistreatment of her children, fashions a flint sickle and convinces her youngest son, the Titan Cronus, to subdue his father. He ambushes Ouranus as he lays with Gaia, and castrates him.

Cronus fathers his own children, including Zeus who eventually rises up against him, castrating him in turn.

Which is kinda a interesting story because, I mean, it's enthrallingly fucked up, isn't it? The whole castration thing is a strange non-sequitur. Most creations myths have at least a kernel of realism to them, but the whole idea of Aphrodite springing fully formed from the severed testicles of Cronus is quite a leap....so to speak. I think it highlights the importance even the ancient minds placed on the concept of testicles as the sources of masculine power...but I'm no philosopher.

Kratos is the son of Zeus, and deposes him quite violently in the God of War games - which to be honest, I've never actually played as my old-man reflexes are not up to it. But the character concept art of bearded Kratos is hot, so I wanted to try my hand at making some fanart. I'm actually reasonably pleased by the result...I think shading was easier due to Kratos' ashen skin tone. Also I kinda enjoyed trying to figure out exactly where Kratos' new tattoo should go.

I just wonder if your average gamer is aware of the Ouranus-Cronus-Zeus repetition of history and what it implies for the Ghost of Sparta...

End of the Line

For some families, you can't take everything with you when you leave.

This one was something of an experiment...like I've said before I'm struggling with human faces, so I wanted to challenge myself and see if I could draw a face that was recognisable as a specific person. I'm not sure I quite got there, but I'm happy with the effort at least.

Shadows need work and the background is an afterthought. I'm finding that once the actually subject is complete, the last thing I want to do is spend an equal amount of time drawing a detailed background. Something to work on.

In terms of the content, I'm not usually that blatant (though this is an outlet to explore this) and I realise it's not for everyone. If it puts your mind at ease, there's no direct proof that whatever is in the jar actually belongs to the subject. Maybe its just a warning? Or maybe not...

The Gym Rat

Trying a different brush for the line art.

The face is original. I struggle to draw human faces. The thing about the human face is that our ability to visually process facial aesthetics is so innately precise. A few millimetres is all the difference between a face looking handsome or looking slightly off.

This scene possibly inspired by a twisted story by an author that goes by the name ballmeat.

The Medical

I've changed my process...I hope it constitutes an improvement. I'm using a base color which I then add a layer of shade in black and white to.

I find that I do not have the artist's mind's eye to draw from imagination/memory - I have to rely on photos as a reference. This is a...failing...that I find upsetting. In a way, I feel only being capable of drawing from a model/photo means that all I'm doing is glorified tracing.

Still...the process is...enjoyable.

Okay, so this is the second time I've drawn this scene. Obviously that must mean I find it compelling in some way. I guess I do get off abit on medical play, but it's more the mind-fuck than the practicality. I find the idea of balls being measure, quantified to be incredibly...hot. Fascinating. The idea that such an important part of man's masculinity - the very core of his manhood, really - can be objectified. Quantified. Judged.....Collected.

In this scene, the man's doc makes a passing reference that the size of his balls are unusually large. Perhaps abnormally so. Everything looks okay, but to be sure perhaps some further tests are required.

The devious doc offers him a choice - either he goes for a cat scan - expensive, time consuming - or perhaps he could try a new experimental scanning device. The Orchi-X2-Medical Edition!

All he has to do is sign a waiver and then place his balls into the Orchi-X2-ME, and the device will quickly scan his balls for abnormalities.

It's difficult to squeeze balls that big into the dark orifice of the device and once they're in, a metal iris constricts around the neck of his sac making removal impossible.

A quiet hum, an usual sensation of heat. Suddenly the iris contracts - tighter and tighter! What's going on?! Is the machine malfunctioning. On the display, a message flashes:

"Scan complete. Orchiectomy in progress"

The doc smiles. "Thanks for signing the waiver. I've never had a chance to study a set this big before. They'll make quite an impressive addition to the collection..."

What the hell did he just sign?!



Yeah, okay - the fantasy is fucked up but this blog is only going to get kinkier from here.

Nanos gigantum humeris insidentes

Sometimes I look at other peoples art and the yearning to be as proficient as them is an actual ache. One of my favourite artists is a bara artist who goes by the handle @JoJiArt on instagram. His art is stylized  - cartoony in the shape of the eyes and the flushed tones of the face, tender and masculine. I love the way he draws eyes. And his x-rated stuff is incredibly hot. He has an amazing way of drawing bodies.

My second pic is a reproduction of one of his drawing that I found particularly hot. My doctor is a poor emulation of his, and I'm trying to find my own style in the face and body of the patient.

Reproductions of other people's artwork is probably poor form, but as a novice, I can only but stand on the shoulders of giants.

Popping the art cherry

My first proper completed pictures. Yep, kinda a mess but I actually think not awful for a first try.

Line art is wobbly, shading is perfunctory. Aesthetics are ok.

Beginnings

I've been meaning to do this for awhile, but now that I'm here I'm not sure how to start.


This is a blog of my dirty little drawings.

I'm not an artist. I used to draw as a kid, but never really took it seriously. I'm hoping to use this as a creative outlet. And as a motivator to keep trying.

And why create art when you can create erotic art?

I have no formal training so I'm really just bumbling my way through. And I know it probably shows. So...if you're going to give feedback, be kind.



Much of the images I have in my head that I'm trying to put to "paper" are, ummm.....weird? I feel I may need to apologize for this in advance. BDSM, CBT....threats implied and blatant to manly men's masculinity. I'm not actually insane. I know the difference between fantasy and reality.

But, I find the interplay between masculinity and vulnerability to be compelling. All that power contained in two fragile organs.

Anyway, now I'm rambling. Onto the drawings of dubious quality.