Au revoir, Little Luna.

Last session was probably Little Luna’s last session ever at Dr. Sketchy’s Baltimore. In a few short weeks she’ll be on her way to New Orleans to become some sort of vigilante crimefighter-slash-shrimp boat captain. Why is she leaving us? Do we not have enough criminal shrimping operations for her to go all Batman on?

I don’t know.

She *will* make one last appearance at the Gilded Lily Presents: Bye Bye Luna  show at the Windup Space on March 21st. Make a note.

By the way, the Baltimore Sun covered this session too—their piece should be in Monday’s edition. When it comes out, I’ll add a short blog with a link.

Anyways, Little Luna finished in style. We’ve got a lot of ground to cover, so let’s get started.

Here are the 1- and 2-minute poses.

 

 

David Wright

Tim Kelly

Fred Zeleny

Cecilia Strakna

David Wright

Tim Kelly

Tim Kelly

David Wright

Cecilia Strakna

Tim Kelly

Tim Kelly

Jennifer A. Stark

 

Craig Hankin

Cecilia Strakna

Jennifer A. Stark

Hannah LeVasseur

After the 1- and 2-minte poses, we took a quick break, and then it was time for the 5-minute poses, the first of which was the non-dominate hand contest. 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 we feed one hand to the shark.

The two winners received mystery concoctions from Russell. What were they? Capri-Suns? Gasoline infused vodka shots? I have no idea. We maintain plausible deniability for a reason.

Craig Hankin

Fred Zeleny

Cecilia Strakna

David Wright

Tim Kelly

Varvara LaVoom

Cecilia Strakna

Tim Kelly

Kerry Brady

After that, it was time for a recess so folks could sneak a smoke, refill a Harvey Wallbanger, push someone off the jungle gym—whatever.  Then it was time for the 10-minute poses . . . . . . and FISH CHAOS.

I managed to turn off my fancy video camera when I thought I was turning it on at EXACTLY the worst moment—which triggered a truly epic cursing fit several hours later.  Luckily, Alexis and I don’t take SHIT from technology; she was filming backup with her phone.  It’s not the greatest video, but it gives you an idea.

I’ll leave the rest to the video.

Why was there a shark attack?

Really folks, there are no thought processes going on. It’s all white noise up top. I can tell you, you better run for your lives if I ever get a hold of a giant robotic Tyrannosaurus Rex.

They’re expensive (I’ve checked), so you’re probably safe…

…unless someone reading this has one I could borrow/have. Call me. [thumb up, pinky extended, hand to ear]

What were talking about? Dinosaurs?

The 10-minute poses. –Alexis

Oh. Right.

The second 10-minute pose was our second contest of the evening, ye’ old random noun contest.  The crowd picked “oil spill” this time around.  The winner received a pair of back seamed stockings from What Katie Did.

Tim Kelly

Fred Zeleny

Cecilia Strakna

Tim Kelly

Another break for folks to top off drinks and fend off fish and it was time for the 20-minute poses. The first was a another contest, the goal being the best homage to Edward Gorey, since it was his birthday the week before.  The winner received The Strange Case of Edward Gorey by Alexander Theroux from Atomic Books, which is in Hampden on the corner of Falls Rd and the Avenue.  It’s easily the best bookstore in Baltimore.

Craig Hankin

Hannah LeVasseur

Jennifer A. Stark

Tim Kelly

Fred Zeleny

David Wright

Kerry Brady

The last pose of the evening was also the last contest, the goal being the best incorporation of polar bears since it was International Polar Bear Day.  The winner received Oompa!, Sabrina Chap’s CD.  If you missed her session in January, check out her stuff, and if you’re feeling patrony, support the making of her next CD.

Jennifer A. Stark

Fred Zeleny

Tim Kelly

Hannah LeVasseur

A quick aside about the fish . . . a lot of folks did some pretty amazing things so that all worked out.

First, lots of thanks to Brian and Missy for letting us buy a helium tank off of them, they ROCK.  Second, it turns out the tank was only enough to fill one and a half fish. Two hours before the session I ended up having to make an emergency run to Flowers By Chris, who I’m sure thought I was crazy over the phone. They finished filling up the shark for me, though, no charge. The night wouldn’t have happened without them. Next time you’re in Mt. Vernon and need flowers, maybe shoot them some business.

Third, I don’t know if you remembered, but that Monday was a FUCKING WINDSTORM. If I’d tried to walk those two fish to the Windup from Mt. Vernon, I would have been screwed. Luckily, Missy was a superhero AGAIN and gave me a ride to Windup.

Unfortunately, at that point we couldn’t get into Windup because Russell was held up in traffic, so then we owe thanks to Victor who runs the check-cashing shop next door, who gave us shelter till Russell arrived.

So, next time you need, umm, a check cashed or payday loan, go to Victor.

Oh Baltimore, I love you.

Then, THEN, the light-rail delayed Luna, luckily, Valeria Voxx, a past model, happened to be on hand and volunteered to go get her.

THANK GOD. Otherwise y’all would have spent the night drawing fish.

ANYWAY, super thanks to Little Luna who did an amazing job (while having a cold!)—we’ll miss you—if you get murdered in New Orleans, we’ll make fun of you since you’re from Baltimore and better fucking represent; thanks to our sponsors Atomic Books, Flying Dog Brewery, What Katie Did, and Baby Tattoo Books for the great beer specials and amazing prizes; thanks to Russell for slinging drinks and booze; thanks to Jeff for the nifty photos above; thanks to Alexis for holding the ship on course, sharks-be-damned; and thank you to all of you for making Little Luna’s last night at Sketchy’s such a great night.

Who’s posing next?

Photo by Sarah Kimble, flyer by Aaron Bush

GiGi Holliday – “The chocolate that melts your heart!” – of Sticky Buns Burlesque is posing for Dr. Sketchy’s Baltimore, Monday, March 12th!

If you’ve been spending nights out on the town wisely, you’ve seen GiGi perform with Sticky Buns or other folks over the last year or so, either at the Windup Space, Illusions, or other assorted high-class entertainment venues.

Since Dr. Sketchy’s patrons are known for their hard partying, I understand those boozy nights might be a little hazy, so I’ll help you out – GiGi was the awesome part of your night. You know, the part before the bartender cut up your credit card, your significant other left with the fire marshal, Paco Fish drop-kicked you with a pair of stilts because you rushed the stage, and the BPD forced a rabies shot on you as a condition of your release.

GiGi was that beautiful siren on stage, that luminous beauty who made you feel so special, so lucky to be alive, that you were SURE no one would mind if you did three more pickle shots and set fire to Russell’s beard.

It’s okay, it happens.

Well, guess what? You’ll get to draw the entrancing GiGi, and if you feel inspired to set fire to Russell, NO ONE WILL JUDGE YOU. GiGi Holliday makes people do crazy things. We understand. GiGi understands. Russell doesn’t, but, well, who cares?

GiGi describes herself as “the nerdy girl in the corner playing dress up.” Lord knows Dr. Sketchy’s has gotten lost on more than one geek tangent . . . you’ll love her. Trust us.

There’ll be drink specials from Flying Dog Brewery, bitchin’ prizes from Atomic Books and Baby Tattoo Books, and we can guarantee you we have resolved the whole inflatable shark infestation issue.

Doors at 6, start at 7. Come early to get a good seat, and like our page for the latest updates: http://www.facebook.com/DrSketchysBaltimore

18+ to draw, 21+ to drink.

A Study in Scarlet (and Black)



Anybody see that Three Musketeers trailer where the lady is jumping around and sword fighting in a 18th-century ball gown?  We should have given Valeria Voxx some swords—that is a bad-ass dress. That corset ain’t bad either.

Not only did Valeria do a top notch job on Sept. 26th, but our photographer Jeff had a brand new camera to play with as well. (I wanted to play “catch” with it when he arrived—from the scuffle that ensued on his arrival, I now take it that was just a euphemism. Never said I was here for my smarts, folks—I’m pretty sure I’m just kept around for my looks.)

[No one dissuade him of that, or God help us, or it’s going to be nothing but man-child crying jags for a week.—Alexis]

Let’s crack open a can of 1- and 2-minute poses—if you don’t know what that sounds like, it’s like cracking open a cold beer after mowing the lawn, but instead of foam, picture a spray of ice-cold lingerie and glitter.


That first can always goes too fast, doesn’t it? We took a short break so folks could snag a second drink, smoke a coffin nail, or pee out that first can (you don’t want to know what that looks like—it’s kind of like when your dog eats a towel and I’ll leave it at that. [Oh dear God.—Alexis] ), and it was time for the 5-minute poses, the first of which was the non-dominant 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 we chop one of those suckers off cause we don’t put up with witchcraft bullshit at THIS Dr. Sketchy’s.

The two winners each got what looked like a White Russian from Russell at the bar, but to be honest, Lord knows what was actually in those things.

(photo by Alexis de la Rosa)

(photo by Alexis de la Rosa)

Another break, another mad rush for the bar (where you hopefully took advantage of the $3 special on Flying Dog Brewery’s Raging Bitch) , and it was time for the ten-minute poses. The first was our second contest of the evening which was the dreaded random noun contest, where people shout out random things until Alexis hears something that amuses her. This time around it was “tentacles”. The winner received a Gil Elvgren pinup calendar from Atomic Books.

The winner actually did a blog post about her session, if you want to take a look.  She won the second contest, too—a rare event, but sometimes the audience just knows who they like.

Seeks

Fred Zeleny

Tim Kelly

Adam J. Tolman

Tim Kelly

Anyway, the first 20-minute pose was another contest, this one being the best incorporation of Muppets in honor of Jim Henson’s birthday, with the winner receiving James Jean’s Rift from Atomic Books. Yup, this was the second prize from Atomic Books this evening, because they are just that awesome.

Seeks

Fred Zeleny

Tim Kelly

Our last 20-minute pose of the evening was our last contest as well, this time being the best incorporation of time travel, with extra points if you found a way to add an astronaut into the mix. The winner (who properly guessed that we were trying sneak in our favorite show in another contest—if you’re not caught up, lucky for you her drawing wasn’t included here because it was full of spoilers, sweetie!) received Miss Mindy’s Sassy Paper Doll Bonanza from Baby Tattoo Books, who, besides just being a bad-ass book publisher, runs the L.A. Dr. Sketchy’s.

Adam J. Tolman

Tim Kelly

And that was a wrap.

Couple “business notes” real quick—remember to clean up after yourselves, if you can. Alexis, Styger, and I don’t actually work at the Windup and we’re not waiters. There’s about as much money in this thing to pay our bar tabs at the end of the night. We love you to death—but we don’t want to pick up your plates, used tissues, glassware, shell casings, and etc. If you have a drink (Flying Dog!) or fire off a gun (no sponsor there yet), please take the glass or shell casing up to Russell afterward.

Also, keep in mind that former (and often soon to be again) Dr. Sketchy’s models can be anywhere. They’re like Commies—they could be your neighbor, your boss, or your arresting officer. A lot of them stop by Dr. Sketchy’s, even when they’re not posing, either to plan a future session, do shots with us at the bar, or drop off a summons. Which means you never know who’s standing behind you.

Watch One Life to Live folks. Personally, I don’t watch it, but I can’t tell you HOW MANY times Starr has said something about helping her father, Todd Manning, escape from jail right as her brother Jack walks into the room behind her and gets upset because he’s convinced Todd killed Victor Lord, Jr., Todd’s somewhat evil twin, who raised Jack while having been brainwashed into thinking he was Todd while the real Todd was locked away in a secret CIA prison!

Watch your back folks. Watch. Your. Back.

So, what’s next? Oh, it’s a good one. Really good.

(Photo of Reverend Valentine courtesy of Stereo Vision Photography.)

If you’re an astute Baltimorean, you saw Reverend Valentine perform at Ottobar a few months ago, or perhaps in DC at some point—I consider her one of the best burlesque performers we’ve seen, and well, we’ve seen a lot.

By the way, I said “one of the best”, I did not say “the best.” I’m not insane. If I see any burlesque performers lurking around our apartment with a length of pipe/baseball bats/what-have-you, I *will* call the police. Us and the police? We’re like *this*. [holds up two fingers squished together]

If you’re lucky, maybe she’ll do a performance for ya.

Maaaaybe.

We’d like to thank Valeria Voxx for a extraordinary session; our sponsors Atomic Books, Flying Dog Brewery, and Baby Tattoo Books; Russell of the Windup Space for slinging booze, tunes, and occasionally trash cans at us; Jeff for the stunning camera work above; Styger for shoving around furniture and ladders with me; Alexis for wielding that mike like I wield a bottle of jager—NO FEAR; and last but dearest to my heart (umm, except Alexis), thanks to everyone who helped us shove furniture back around at the end so I could get to my beer.

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.