January 24th, 2007

Le Pew

Behind Closed Doors

From Arts & Letters Daily: Scenes From the Exhibitionists

But this Puritans-are-coming! stance, validating, as it does, someone as cracked as Paris Hilton, finally implodes. The problem with a Britney or a Bentley is not that they are floozies. It is rather that they are, paradoxical as it might seem, naive. They underestimate the magnetic force field created by intimate sexual information and violate the logic of privacy that should be all the more compelling in a media-driven age. People in the public eye always risk becoming objectified; they are watched by hordes of strangers who have only fragmentary information about them. When that information includes details that only their Brazilian waxers should know for sure, it's inevitable that, humans being the perverse creatures that they are, all other facts of identity will fall away. Instead of becoming freer, the exhibitionist becomes an object defined primarily by a narrow sexual datum.

I've opined in the past about why I don't draw "adult art," even though I'm sure I could double (or triple) my sales and page views with it. I don't like the way it takes over -- audience reaction to even the guy-on-guy flirtations of Drezzer Wolf can quickly overwhelm any discussion about other topics if I let it. I'm pretty much the same way about discussing my own intimate habits ... to the point where I've been called a prude about it, and have a few friends who always assume that I'm "tsk, tsking" about their own spoogey adventures.

I always find this very amusing; in the words of Greg, I am very much a not-prude -- I suspect some of you would be quite surprised if I divulged -- but I believe in keeping private things private. However, as much as I may enjoy the various games grownups play, I also just don't think sex is anywhere near as interesting as the rest of the world seems to. Even at my most rampant teenagery-est, I spent a lot more time thinking about dragons and warp drives than I did about "unf, unf, unf." There is so, so very much more to life, that I always find myself thinking "WTF?" at the way people fixate on the boink and boink-related issues.

So that's why I don't draw adult art; not because I "disapprove" of it, but because I don't want to become "about" adult art.

-The Gneech
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Status Report

Offer made on house. Now that the contract is in, I can tell you that it's in Herndon, a few blocks away from Old Town, a four-bedroom three-bath sort of modern day hobbit hole, all newly restored/renovated, at just the right price. It currently has a beautifully restored ~1960ish french-vanilla-yellow Triumph TR3 in the garage as well, but somehow I think that will be gone by the time we move in. I told the real estate agent that the seller could leave it there if they wanted, they shouldn't feel obligated to move it on our account. ;)

My sister, laurie_robey and I went over to my parents' house this afternoon and organized my parents' meds and had a family meeting about how to make sure they were getting all the treatment and care they need. My sister will be calling them to remind them and check on pill-taking, and I'll be going over at lunchtime (since I work near them) to follow-up and generally look in on them. Laurie, on the other hand, will be researching their various meds' interactions and side-effects, as well as any information we might need to know about my mom's diabetes and other conditions.

My brother is not being helpful; if anything, he seems to be sulking that mom and dad are getting all the attention while he has a broken arm. Oy. The fact that my sister has been doing all that she's been doing while recovering from her own broken leg seems to be lost on him. But he is the way he is, we just have to get past it.

I think that's all for now ... it's been a good day for making progress. Tomorrow, assuming all goes well, I'll go ahead and try to start drawing SJ for next week after all.


PS: Oh, by an interesting coincidence, this house is also a few blocks away from the bar that was the original model for SJ's The Watering Hole.
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