I am beginning a series of E-Bay auctions to bring my glorious art to a wider audience. As usual, I hope that no one but my regular followers here at Whatisblahblahblah.com purchases the art, but I have recently gotten into this whole “democracy” trend, and so I cannot deny the winning bid to anyone based on race, creed or website affiliation. Once you see what I am offering, however, I am certain that at least one of you will snap it up like a Slim Jim!  

So here is this week’s enticement, the alluring Mystique! 


This artwork is 11 x 17, and rendered in pen&ink and marker on Bristol, and is a perfectly sensible outlet for your lingering adolescent  Smurfette fantasies. 

The auction is live now. Don’t be bashful! 

I also have a couple new pieces for sale here and here on my gallery page at Comic ArtFans.com that will soon go up for auction. (But why not snag them now? Why, I ask you?)

To see the amount of attention CNN is devoting to the recently rescued FARC hostages, you would think that their reporters had been slashing through the Colombian jungle for five years on a crusade to rescue the captives. I don’t remember hearing about these men once on CNN during their five years of imprisonment.

Now they are getting more face time than Anderson Cooper! Everytime I’ve gone to CNN.com this past week there has been another top headline of one of the former hostages decrying their FARC captors as “terrorists with a capital ‘T'” who dress in jackal skins and sacrifice unbaptized children to Chalciuhtlicue.

Not that I am unhappy that Keith Stansell, Marc Gonsalves and Thomas Howes–the three snow-white mercs working for Northrop Gruman whose spy plane crashed into the pie-eating contest pavillion during 2003’s festive “FARC Daze”–are now safe and sound and drinking Anchor Steam again. I just think it’s a little tasteless for CNN to pretend that they were playing Peggy Say for these gentlemen the whole time.

I had fully (read: FULLY) intended to conclude the “Not Safe For Work” storyline this week, but circumnavigations completely within my control have prevented this. And those circumthingies would be: my attending Wizard World Chicago in beautiful Rosemont, Illinois this week (yes, the name is cruelly misleading).

The time I would have spent drawing the comic strip I usually deliver with 90% dependability was instead soaked up drawing salable artwork of the stupid comic strip heroes that the public seems to prefer over my sexual misanthropes and drug abusers.

Rather than hate me at a distance, you could come to the show this weekend and spit on me in person. Or, you could bask in the pixels of the artwork I spent my time ignoring your needs for (below). I do promise to wrap the story next week though, and apologize to anyone forced to read Ziggy in place of  Deep Fried this week. Trust me when I say I’d rather be drawing.

Don’t forget to express your outrage in the comments section! 

-XXXOOO,
Jason