Originally posted by NatGertler:
Ah, I can see the Enquirer headline now: Doran Leaps Atop Naked People While Mom Watches
I actually did do the illustrations for an erotic graphic novel. Mom NEVER saw than one, and whenever she would walk in my studio, I would fling myself across the art on the drawing board.
I made Mom read this! She laughed her head off!
I have never been more embarassed in my life than when I had to do the naughty graphic novel! I was originally hired to do one story, in black and white, which was very erotic, but kind of sweet. You know, young romance and all that in the Victorian era, everyone releases inhibitions, lots of pretty naked drawings, blah blah. No problem, I had fun and it turned out to be one of my best art jobs, the kind I can never show my parents.
After that pleasant experience, the company offered me another story. I agreed and signed the contract, sight unseen. What a big mistake! It was way more explicit and way too, uh, well, off kilter for my tastes. I begged to be let out of the contract, but no go! I was stuck! So, I, er, screwed up my courage and went to. Hated the whole thing! Not only did I do a lousy job, but I found myself unable to draw some of the bits I was supposed to draw. It's not like I had any laying around the house. If you know what I mean.
So it takes me nearly two weeks to paint this dog, all of which I spent flinging myself across the drawing board lest Mummy get an eyeful. Finally, after days of procrastination, I force myself to finally finish the thing, waaaaay past deadline. I spend all night trying to do the job and there's a knock on my door about ten AM after I'd spent a sleepless night trying to bring this thing to a climax.
Who would it be? A friend of mine and he's brought his young neice! They'd like to see my studio! YAAAGHHH!! I had dragged the drawing board into the living room and popped some erotic videos in the vcr to get in the mood and a twelve year old girl shows up to see a real professional at work! I nearly broke some vital body parts trying to cover up all the evidence of my depravity.
This was my last foray into adult material and now that I've destroyed my reputation as a decent woman, I can never marry a senator. Oh wel, I needed the money at the time.
Funny thing is, the original art was bought by the mother of a very prominent film director to put in her guest room as a "marital aid for young couples". Neil Gaiman took a gander at the story I painted and commented that it looked like I was reluctant to render the naughty bits, which was true, but I also didn't have a model hanging about, so what's a girl to do? The videos weren't that erotic!
Anyway, now that my sordid past is all out in the open, no one can use it for blackmail.