Next Dr. Sketchy’s Baltimore is Monday, June 25th, with Deviana Fox!

Swords.  Let’s just put that up front, right now.  There will be swords.  Scimitars, even.

Next session of Dr. Sketchy’s Baltimore is Monday, June 25th with belly dancer Deviana Fox!

I’m pretty sure most of you haven’t drawn Deviana before, but she posed for us once before right after we moved to the Windup Space.  Want to see?

Folks flipped out.  People talked about that session for at least a year.  If you don’t get some good drawing done, I’ll give you one of my slightly battered, right kidney.  Did you go look at that link above?  You should.

Not to put too fine a point on it, but there are very, very, very few things sexier than a woman dual-wielding scimitars.  At least for me.  Maybe you like morning stars.  I dunno.

Think about it for a second.  If a bar-clearing brawl breaks out, someone could get slice IN TWAIN.  Granted, bar brawls are rare at life drawing sessions, but it could happen.  By their very nature, they’re unexpected.  It’d be all, “Hey, did you hear there was a bar brawl at the Windup Space last week?  Someone lopped off Russell’s head!”

“I *know*!  I got this badass drawing of Deviana Fox right before she did it.”  [holds up sketch]

“Dude, that’s wicked!”

“Look, she even signed it for me right before she sliced that SWAT team van in two, jumped up to the roof, and swung away like Spider-Man!”

“Spider-Man doesn’t dual-wield scimitars, asshole.”

“But wouldn’t it be cool if he DID?”

Anyway.

Everything is cooler with scimitars.  She doesn’t even need them.  The lady knows how to pose.  I still tell stories to this day of one of the poses she held the last time she modeled.  It usually gets trotted out late at night when Alexis and I are drinking with various performers who’ve posed for us and, like ghost stories around a campfire, folks start whispering about the most painful poses they’ve ever held.  You try pointing a ten pound scimitar at a room full of artists for ten minutes.  I’m a wussy, I can’t even think about it without getting sympathy cramps.

Oh, I should point out, we now sell advance tickets online.  If you buy your ticket more than 24 hours in advance, it’s still 8 bucks (no refunds if you don’t show though).  If purchase at the door, it’s 10 bucks.   Buy your tickets online here :   http://bit.ly/MbxLax

Doors at 6, start at seven.  Get there early if you want to sit close enough to the stage get a nick on the nose.  18+ to draw, 21+ to drink. There’ll be great prizes from Atomic Books and Baby Tattoo Books!

No photography or messy paints, please (watercolors are fine).

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Photo of Deviana Fox by Stereo Vision Photography, http://stereovisionphotography.com/

Why did it have to be snakes?


Photo by Alexis

Another week, another Dr. Sketchy’s Baltimore —wait, no it wasn’t, we had beautiful belly dancer Rio and a father-humping snake!  It was a night of mind-numbing, bone-calcifying sketching horror!

Well, Rabbi Loew to the Ground, the snake in question here, did yawn at Alexis once.  We think it was a yawn anyway.  A menace-filled “If I wasn’t sleepy I’d snack on your entrails” yawn.

Also, you can apparently use snakes as hats.  I. Did. Not. Know. That.  The next time I visit my folks in the mountains of North Carolina, I’m adding that to my to-do list.

1) Eat at 12 Bones BBQ.
2) Have a beer with friends.
3) Grab that stupid snake sunning on the porch and wear it as a hat.

Oh, and forget the snake, Rio was stunning. She had some gorgeous poses, and treated us to a fantastic belly dance performance—we’ll give you a little sample of that later on in the blog, so keep reading.

Anyway, let’s get to the 1- and 2-minute poses!

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Jeff

Shawn Adomanis

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Jeff

Shawn Adomanis

Jeff Lance

Photo by Alexis

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Jeff

Lily Stark White

Photo by Alexis

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Jeff

Jeff Lance

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Alexis

Jeff Lance

A quick break later it was time for the 5-minute poses, the first of which was the opposite hand contest where if you’re right-handed you draw with your left, if you’re left-handed you draw with your right, and if you’re ambidextrous you draw with your snake.

[cough]

The two winners received mystery shots from Russell at the bar—I have no idea what they were but they looked tasty and no one fell over, so I think it was a win.

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Alexis

Lily Stark White

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Alexis

Photo by Jeff

Gregory Jericho

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Alexis

Gregory Jericho

Shawn Adomanis

Fred Zeleny

Fred Zeleny

Then, it was belly-dancing time. I’m not going to post the full video of her belly-dancing here, you’ll have to go to one of her shows for that, but it was jaw-dropping.  Here’s a sneak peak Alexis caught with the 8 mm app on her iPhone.

God, I love that app.

After Rio had a second to catch her breath, we started back up with the two ten-minute poses. The first ten-minute pose of the evening was a contest sponsored by our brand new sponsor Flying Dog Brewery!  Yeah, they sponsored our anniversary session with Marla Meringue, but that was a one time deal then—now they’re sponsoring us for the foreseeable future!  Hot damn!  Not only were there specials on Flying Dog beer, but they brought a hand-bottled bottle of Raging Bitch for the winner that was bigger than my head.

Umm, well, all the winners to-date have been bigger than my head.  The bottle was bigger than my head.

Rio may or may not have taken the bus down to Baltimore earlier in the day, so appropriately enough, the contest theme was “Snakes on a Bus”.

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Alexis

Gregory Jericho

Shawn Adomanis

Fred Zeleny

Ben Wiser

Lily Stark White

Photo by Jeff

Photo by Jeff

Meanwhile, as we all sketched merrily away, a storm was a brewin’.  Literally.  Russell and I stepped outside to discover the Nothing was bearing down the Windup Space like an out-of-control Michael Bay explosion.  Oh, and when it hit, it hit.  Smokers scattered in gibbering terror, thunder drowned out the music, and Russell plunged head-long into a play list of nothing but “Blame it on the Rain”, “Purple Rain”, and the like.  If I could have lashed a steering wheel and myself to the door stand and screamed challenging obscenities at Mother Nature, I would have.

Instead, Russell cut me off.

And then it was time for the twenty-minute poses.  The first was a random noun contest, with the noun being Pandora’s Box.  The winner received Ricky Jay’s Celebrations of Curious People from  Atomic Books, which is located at the corner of the Avenue and Falls Rd. in Hampden.  Be careful—if you like books, walking in that place is like a crack addict getting locked in the evidence room at Central Booking.

Does Central Booking even have an evidence room?  I dunno, I haven’t been there.  (Momma gifted me with quick feet.)

Photo by Jeff

Gregory Jericho

Lance Philpot

Ben Carnow

Shawn Adomanis

Lily Stark White

Jeff Lance

Photo by Jeff

At this point the monsoon outside had subsided and everyone outside wanting a cigarette or a quarter had been washed away to better shores.  A five-minute break for Rio (who HAD to be in pain at that point), and it was time for the last 20-minute pose of the evening.

Since it was the day before Bill Cosby’s birthday, the contest was the best incorporation of pudding pops with the winner receiving Karen Hsiao’s Rubber Duck from Baby Tattoo Books, who, besides being an amazing publisher, run the Dr. Sketchy’s in LA, which is pretty awe-inspiring.  Apparently only ONE person was inspired by pudding pops, so they automatically won.  APPARENTLY the rest of the crowd wasted their childhoods.  Yeah, I said it.  Pudding pops rocked.  If Billy Cosby had been there, he probably would have cried.  On his birthday.

Photo by Jeff

Shawn Adomanis

Many, many, many, many thanks to snake-charming, belly-dancing Rio; many thanks to Rabbi Loew for not bursting through support beams and chewing up any high school principals; thanks to our sponsors Atomic Books, Flying Dog Brewery, and Baby Tattoo books; tons of thanks to Jeff and Alexis for the death-defying nature photography you see above; thanks to Russell for slinging booze and songs; thanks to our brand new Dr. Sketchy’s person Stiger for helping me and my busted-up hand with the set-up before and after and with the timer; thanks to Fred, Kerry, and, err, several other people who helped shove some of the furniture back in place at the end; and last but not least thanks to Alexis for being our host even though she has a phobia of snakes.

What’s next?

It’s our last session of the summer and it’s with burlesque performance artist, Femme 6!

(Photo of Femme 6 courtesy of Amy Hefter.)

That’s right folks, between some birthday/traveling shenanigans and the Windup being closed for a week in August, there will be no sessions until September!  Dum dum duuuuuummmmmmm.  Next session, Monday, July 25th with Femme 6 is your last chance to attend a Dr. Sketchy’s before the, umm, cold winds of September blast through Baltimore!

And, btw, in case you didn’t hear earlier, we got plugged in Bust magazine.

Snakes on a Dr. Sketchy’s!

How can we possibly top the last two sessions with Marla Meringue and Maria Bella?  HOW??!!  After many pickle back shots, the answer was obvious.  Bellydancing and mutha fuckin’ snakes.

Here’s a little bit of info on snakecharming-flying-bellydancer-on-fire Rio from her page

Rio is a certified yoga instructor whose style is ‘prana flow gone orientale’ following the trifecta method of YogaWorks that combines Ashtanga, Iyengar, and Viniyoga methods into a well rounded cohesive practice. She has studied and practiced with Anne VanValkenburg, Eddie Modestinni, Nicki Doane, Elise Miller, Roger Cole, and Natasha Rizopoulos with continuing education around the US and Canada…. Her style is driven by an anatomical approach to individual alignment and creating a personal experience and path for students, no matter what background or experience. Her experience focuses on degenerative joint and tissue disorders and rehabilitation, mobility limitations of EDS, fibromyalgia, MS, and Minears, with restorative yoga and dance for anxiety and depression, prenatal and early childhood bonding, and empowerment through women’s outreach.

All that, AND mutha fuckin’ snakes.

Can you picture it?  (Are you picturing what I’m picturing?  Flaming scenery crashing to the stage, Alexis flailing about with a snake on her head, me screaming in abject terror, Samuel L. Jackson firing warning shots into the foam tiles overhead right as Rio cold-cocks him?  Is that what you pictured, cause, God damn, that’s what I’m picturing.)  I mean, really, how many of you have ever had a chance to draw a snake?  Don’t raise your hands, I can’t see ’em.

Before you ask, I don’t know what type of snake it is.  To be honest, I’m pretty well-versed on snake-lore but most of that info comes from watching SyFy Anaconda movies.  Basically I’m picturing something like this.

Keep in mind that if things get out of hand, they always eat anyone in high heels first, so if you’re wearing those things, for God’s sake kick that shit off if it starts bursting through support beams and gobbling up people like it’s a high school graduation or something.

Oh, and I should point out that snakes are fickle creatures.  If it gets sick, decides to shed, or hijack a plane, we’re just plain out of luck, at least snake-wise. 

What else can I say to convince you?  Oh yeah, Flying Dog Brewery is now a permanent sponsor!  Hot diggity-damn!  Apparently you sweet-amazing-sexy people made a hell of an impression, cause they’re here to stay!  Not only that, but prizes from the coolest-Indy-bookstore-on-the-planet Atomic Books and the “everyonewantstobepublishedby” Baby Tattoo Books. 

Doors at 6, start at 7!

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