I.M.Fauve Gallery here and/or there

[Llehlla]

And now signing off for the night.
Here’s a random drawing I was messing with yesterday. Just making marks

 

[THROBBS]

Me either re heaven and hell but it’s a useful way to convey self-doubt/fear/self-judgement.

Gotchya. Most of us tend to create own own "hell" in that manner.
Hopefully we can generate our own heavens in the same way.

I suppose a slice of my heaven is via my fantasy art.

No, not at all. Just need a night’s rest, probably.

One gets a bit squirrelly as one's batteries run down.



Having another time to myself I think I'll grab a piece of "heaven".

 

[Llehlla]

Gave this one another lick and a promise.

 

[THROBBS]

Gave this one another lick and a promise.View attachment 2307012

I miss that activity so much.

 

[THROBBS]

 

[THROBBS]

Better sheets last night. Though not full hard in the pic.

 

[Llehlla]

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Did you draw this just now? It must be one you have in your archives.

 

[THROBBS]

Did you draw this just now? It must be one you have in your archives.

Archived. Though I have had some time alone, I have spent it in other ways.

I'll get to drawing "soon". Still so much catching up to do.

 

[Llehlla]

Better sheets last night. Though not full hard in the pic.

So I see!

 

[Llehlla]

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Really well done with multiple perspectives

 

[THROBBS]

Really well done with multiple perspectives

Thanks so much! I drew it to illustrate a LITster's story.

 

[Llehlla]

Thanks so much! I drew it to illustrate a LITster's story.

Need to put the screen away for now. The bright snow outside combined with my spending too long looking at a screen is a recipe for a photophobic (extremely sensitive to light) ocular burnout. And when the eyes get zapped so goes the brain.

 

[THROBBS]

Take care of yourself. That's first priority!
I can be second. AHahHHAhahHAhahaahahahhahaaaa!

 

[THROBBS]

@Llehlla 's recent start (on her sky thread) reminded me of some recent fun reference photos that I took.

There was a but of commentary about the fun visuals of cocks coming (cumming?) out of pants, flies, underwear...

The first and last are from a pretty recent series, the middle two are quite old.

 

[THROBBS]

Gave this one another lick and a promise.

I found something more similar that I had drawn...




I do love a woman who loves cum.

I also totally get why some/many (most?) women don't.

 

[THROBBS]

Tomorrow there's life drawing again.
THIS time I will be even earlier. (10 minutes early was too late — at capacity)

 

[Llehlla]

Tomorrow there's life drawing again.
THIS time I will be even earlier. (10 minutes early was too late — at capacity)

Whatever you do, for the love of cake, do NOT get an erection! Don’t! Make sure you do NOT get sexually stimulated in any way by the nude model whose genitals will be on display for you and the other men and women who are with you in the class! If the model is a male, do NOT look at his penis and scrotum! If the model is a female, do NOT look at her full breasts, her pointing nipples, her soft belly, swelling hips, the tender skin which comes to a narrow cleft where her luscious thighs meet….do NOT look there, and do NOT feel a tumescence growing when you do what I say NOT to do, instead, making every effort to look between the tuft of hair to catch a glimpse of her folds, to see if the color changes deeper down, and trying with every rod and cone in your wet, searching orbs to discern the shape of her clitoris. Do NOT become erect and for cake’s sake, do NOT ejaculate in your jeans!

 

[Llehlla]

@Llehlla 's recent start (on her sky thread) reminded me of some recent fun reference photos that I took.

There was a but of commentary about the fun visuals of cocks coming (cumming?) out of pants, flies, underwear...

The first and last are from a pretty recent series, the middle two are quite old.

Ahem! Yes, one can never have too many reference photos to draw from/upon/with/on.

 

[Llehlla]

eh?

Don't think that you are "any" woman. You share a visual language and interest.

Related— I am an exhibitionist (and voyeur). I need validation and interest in my art (and myself). That's one key reason that I am on LIT.

I’m probably in Lit for the same reasons. I wouldn’t act on those interests in my real life, but I can here.

 

[Llehlla]

I miss that activity so much.

I’m sorry.

 

[THROBBS]

Whatever you do, for the love of cake, do NOT get an erection! Don’t! Make sure you do NOT get sexually stimulated in any way by the nude model whose genitals will be on display for you and the other men and women who are with you in the class! If the model is a male, do NOT look at his penis and scrotum! If the model is a female, do NOT look at her full breasts, her pointing nipples, her soft belly, swelling hips, the tender skin which comes to a narrow cleft where her luscious thighs meet….do NOT look there, and do NOT feel a tumescence growing when you do what I say NOT to do, instead, making every effort to look between the tuft of hair to catch a glimpse of her folds, to see if the color changes deeper down, and trying with every rod and cone in your wet, searching orbs to discern the shape of her clitoris. Do NOT become erect and for cake’s sake, do NOT ejaculate in your jeans!

As if.

Did you read my story?

 

[Llehlla]

I found something more similar that I had drawn...

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I do love a woman who loves cum.

I also totally get why some/many (most?) women don't.

I like the way you drew the gather of skin as it moves with her hand’s upstroke.

 

[Llehlla]

As if.

Did you read my story?

Story?
Where?

 

[THROBBS]

The Model Muse


I have been drawing the human form most of my life. I began Figure Drawing from a live nude model in high school. I felt quite worldly at the time and even after years of art school and a subsequent 20 years of drawing the human form at the local Art Center, I still have a sense of knowing.

There was a memorable model at the Art Center a year or so ago. She was a bit older than some, perhaps 40-something. Right from the start of each, hot, summer session, in which she modeled, there was a “charge” to the air. She was not “gorgeous”. She was sexy and sensual. Her hair was straight and blonde and she was curvaceous. She would bring her own blanket to pose on. She also had the unnerving habit of undressing right there at the model stand, rather than in the bathroom. I always tried to arrive early, regardless of the model, in order to get a good seat front and center. I find that watching a woman disrobe can be quite erotic, and I am sure she took some pleasure from this.



Another quirky thing she did; after removing all her clothes she would stretch and then cup and lift her large breasts, and give a slight casual tug to her nipples. All of this was done as if she was just adjusting them to their freedom. I found myself growing a bit longer in my shorts.

Once the first pose was taken, I became engrossed in capturing her essence; I had to put at least a taste of her sensuality in my drawings. Most of my energy shifted to focus on that task. The swelling stabilized. I was still longer than “at rest”, but not what one would call “erect”.



Part of my drawing technique is what I call “Lickenschmere”. I use either a water base roller ball pen or water-soluble pencils. I will draw a contour, then lick a fingertip and smear the line to define a volume or a shadow. I am not afraid to study every contour of the model; her neck, the curve of her hip or ass, her round stomach (I LOVE stomachs and bellybuttons), the recess of her navel, the wisps of pubic hair, the cleft of her pussy, the subtle color of her nipples. I became absorbed in the landscape of her body, often jumping from region to region.

I was somewhat startled as I studied the model’s face, to find her gaze locked with mine. A model is almost always (in this context) somewhat anonymous, observed in an objective way (hopefully with at least a “dash” of subjectiveness to breath life into the rendering). She had altered the “rule” by staring back! I did not avert my eyes; instead I moistened a finger and applied a wet digit to the part of her, which I had stolen into my sketchbook. She could tell just which part of her anatomy I was studying, transferring with strokes of pen, caresses of fingertips wet with saliva.



I felt a bit light headed. I noted that my mouth was slightly parted and became aware that my breathing matched hers. The rest of the room faded away in a kind of tunnel vision. My cock stirred again, growing in length and thickness down my thigh. I was aware that I was wearing shorts, which heightened my fever. Her poses turned more provocative and always with eye contact, though sometimes it was indirect via the studio mirror. I joined in her game. My hands were a bit shaky, yet I knew I must capture this. I moved my legs apart. I was seated as always with my sketchbook on my lap. My cock caught a bit of cool air, as I was wearing boxers under my cargo shorts. I was directly opposite the studio mirror, and I could see myself and judged what she could see of me. My cock swelled at the thought. She then had a small half smile, and knew she had me.




She took a pose on her knees, bending forward and away from me to rest her head on her arms, which were crossed on a velvet topped, rectangular stool. Her breasts spread softly under her weight (reminding me of the way a marshmallow puffs out of the side of a s’more, an odd thought). She looked back at me with veiled eyes, and adjusted her pose slightly moving her knees apart and back a bit. This caused one breast to fall free and hang in the most inviting way, as if to be milked, to be pinched, lifted, caressed, sucked on. The other effect of her repositioning was the tantalizing appearance of her soft, shaven pussy between her thighs just below her large round ass.




My reaction was to draw more furiously and my cock to increase to full length and hardness. The head of my throbbing organ grew beyond my boxers, which still managed to hold it down. The tension was great in every way. Luckily, no one else could see what was happening to me, though I did not look to see, nor do I think I would have cared. I casually let one finger hook under my shorts and extended it to gather the precum from the tip of my cock, which was by then precariously close to being exposed to anyone who might be looking. I used this new wetness in place of saliva to blend my drawing. In effect, I was spreading my cum on her ass in a virtual way. She sighed. There was a slight wiggle or roll to her hips and I could see HER wetness as her lips parted just slightly.

Suddenly, I was startled to awareness as the timer went off and the class ended. Everyone began packing up. The model rose up slowly, like a cat. She wiggled into her clothes. I lingered, putting away my pens and pencils slowly. Soon we were the only ones left. As we moved to the door she turned and asked, “would you like to explore any of the poses in depth?”...



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[THROBBS]

I like the way you drew the gather of skin as it moves with her hand’s upstroke.

I love that too. I love the independant motions and transformations of my cock and those assisted!