"Frat Fertilizer" ("Neighbors")
In this picture I drew a bong. I have a dozen beer bottles from "Mr. Puddle's Brewery", not to mention two large kegs, scattered all over the lawn. There's some disgusting unknown green substance sprayed on a target. And in Erik's visual dialogue is a piece of steaming poop. Yet the only thing I was worried about illustrating was the blow-up doll.
I have a main character whose chest size is unnatural. I've drawn women with incredibly unrealistic legs; a few wearing skin-tight costumes. I even purposely had Kari's nipples poking out of her wet dress in the "Spider-Man" homage. Yet for the longest time I fought whether to draw a blow-up doll in this picture.
It's not like the doll is nude. I didn't even put her in a low-cut brassiere. For all accounts and purposes, she as harmless in this illustration as an inflatable wacky balloon man in a car dealership. But if you ask me what my single biggest gripe about this homage is, I'm going to immediately point at the blow-up doll. Not the over-use of photoshop. Not the generic background. The blow-up doll.
What I'm saying, if I haven't already hammered the point senseless, I was very uncomfortable drawing a blow-up doll. Don't ask me why. I just was for some strange reason. - Jake