I've come to the point that Im retiring from all this. I've changed my website to an archive site that can be accessed for a nominal fee with no automatic renewals. No more posts here or there. I'll be closing off comments on this blog. If you wish to contact me, please use my email address as listed on the side bar.
Thanks to everyone for supporting me the last 6 years on my website. I wish it could have been more successful but it wasn't in the cards. Free porn, among other things, pretty much killed any possibility of making any kind of living from this.
Take care. Be good.
This is an old painted piece I did a long time ago. From the first Invisible Sex Maniac story for Monsterbabes. It's not on my website since they own the work, but I can post this page anyway. I'd love to have the time to do more of this kind of rendered stuff, but circumstances don't allow.
Don't forget to check out other ISM stories on my website, though. www.sidssupersexcomics.com
There's a new Cumm All Ye Faithful page there too. In the members section.
This is from a comic I did in the nineties, Cumm All Ye Faithful. It's the tale of one Sunday when a young man gets wised up to what's really been going on behind the scenes at his local church. I have 13 pages of this story posted as of this writing, so if you want to see the rest, well you know what to do. Link is on the right at the top of this page.
I think. I have been posting it in edited and rewritten form on my website since I need a break from drawing for a bit. I'll get back to it, but for a while I'll be posting stories that I have done before the internet became a home for me. Dinosaurs roamed the earth back then. Y'know.
The treaty my ancestors made with the native americans here in the US was actually maintained for two generations, I found out. So, that being some kind of record as far as us European colonists holding up our end of the bargain, we of the kind of, sort of United States, or the "United" States, if you will, (that was the toughest, meanest, election I've ever lived through.) see it fit to celebrate it as a landmark, if not a hallmark, achievement. It's Thanksgiving here, shaky as it is. That being the case, I thought I might be able to eek out another couple of pages this week, but realistically I don't think that's likely what with all the hoo-hah that comes with the holiday. If I can I'll get something up this week anyway, but don't hold your breath until I do. I will be back on track next week, however and will have some more of this horny goofiness for you then. Happy Thanksgiving. Stay safe. Pour booze and food down your neck responsibly. Try not to push any of your loud mouth relatives onto the hot grill. S.