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amredthelector) wrote2009-09-25 02:55 pm
amredthelector) wrote2009-09-25 02:55 pm
beware the jackalope, my son
So, hey, I have art for you guys today!
The story behind this is kinda... complicated. It was inspired by one of the most bizarre dreams I've ever had. Which I'm going to explain now.
Short explanation: it's a sexy jackalope girl meant to be a parody of the Playboy 'sexy bunny' girls. Long explanation:
This was a really vivid dream. It started out with me being panicky because it's the day before Halloween and I have no costume. (This is the first indication that this wasn't real for me, because I ALWAYS plan out my costumes faaaaar in advance) But I'm hit with the inspiration to dress as a 'sexy jackalope girl'... sort of a parody of the Playboy bunnies, but with a Southwestern twist. So, I go about collecting the things I need for the costume, but I'm missing the main part - a headband with bunny ears on it that I can attach fake antelope antlers to. So, I go online and try to find a headband. I find some, but none of the sites have over-night shipping, and Halloween is a day away.
So my buddy X (another indication to me that this wasn't real, because X is back in CO, not NM) suggests... going to a sex-toy shop. ......yeeeeah. Anyways, we do. And evidentially, my subconcious thinks sex shops look like old oriental brothels like the one in House of Flying Daggers and are run by Edith Head (?!?). We ask Mrs. Head if she has aforementioned headband/bunny ears. She says she normally does, but that she's out of stock... but she can take me to her warehouse and we can look for some there.
Aaaand my subconscious thinks that a warehouse is a gigantic auto body shop. Mrs. Head leads me down to the "warehouse"'s basement, which is sort of like an REI store... covered with rabbits. No, seriously. There were like... fifty little rabbits hopping around the place. ANYWAYS, we can't find any head bands, and I wind up making them out of wool socks. And then I woke up. And felt like drawing the jackalope design that was in my dream.
This design is a bit different from the one in my dream, which was wearing short denim over-alls, a little neck kerchief and gardening gloves, which looked a lot more like a Playboy bunny girl's traditional one-piece/necktie/opera gloves, but when I drew that, it didn't look so great, so I changed it around here.
Also, my subconscious is WEIRD.
The story behind this is kinda... complicated. It was inspired by one of the most bizarre dreams I've ever had. Which I'm going to explain now.
Short explanation: it's a sexy jackalope girl meant to be a parody of the Playboy 'sexy bunny' girls. Long explanation:
This was a really vivid dream. It started out with me being panicky because it's the day before Halloween and I have no costume. (This is the first indication that this wasn't real for me, because I ALWAYS plan out my costumes faaaaar in advance) But I'm hit with the inspiration to dress as a 'sexy jackalope girl'... sort of a parody of the Playboy bunnies, but with a Southwestern twist. So, I go about collecting the things I need for the costume, but I'm missing the main part - a headband with bunny ears on it that I can attach fake antelope antlers to. So, I go online and try to find a headband. I find some, but none of the sites have over-night shipping, and Halloween is a day away.
So my buddy X (another indication to me that this wasn't real, because X is back in CO, not NM) suggests... going to a sex-toy shop. ......yeeeeah. Anyways, we do. And evidentially, my subconcious thinks sex shops look like old oriental brothels like the one in House of Flying Daggers and are run by Edith Head (?!?). We ask Mrs. Head if she has aforementioned headband/bunny ears. She says she normally does, but that she's out of stock... but she can take me to her warehouse and we can look for some there.
Aaaand my subconscious thinks that a warehouse is a gigantic auto body shop. Mrs. Head leads me down to the "warehouse"'s basement, which is sort of like an REI store... covered with rabbits. No, seriously. There were like... fifty little rabbits hopping around the place. ANYWAYS, we can't find any head bands, and I wind up making them out of wool socks. And then I woke up. And felt like drawing the jackalope design that was in my dream.
This design is a bit different from the one in my dream, which was wearing short denim over-alls, a little neck kerchief and gardening gloves, which looked a lot more like a Playboy bunny girl's traditional one-piece/necktie/opera gloves, but when I drew that, it didn't look so great, so I changed it around here.
Also, my subconscious is WEIRD.