The best way to welcome the new year!!

This is the last posting for 2010. (So I have every right to be a little emotional or cheesy) the best way to welcome the new year... is with love. You can be alone or with 1000 people when the clock strikes midnight tonight, and I encourage you to forgive your past and to open your heart to give and receive love that 2011 has to offer.

Happy new year everybody!!!!
All my love,
E~

Intervention, the drinking game.

" Intervention" a television program on the A&E network follows the lives of people and the family of people who are addicted to drugs and alcohol. Because the show is sometimes difficult to watch I have created a drinking game to accompany it. The rules are simple, every time someone cries you do a shot. There are two exceptions, exception one... the mother, they always cry therefore it's a half shot. Exception two... the emotionally unavailable father, when he cries... double shot!! If you cry, you are f-ed up and the game is over.

Christmas my enemy.

The holiday I love, the day I hate. Alone again.... by choice. I look for the love in a lie. The man in red will save the day?? Only in the laundry room the question you ask your dad is the question he asks you back. Your suspicions make you a man, when you asked the question you never wanted to ask.

Is Santa real?

Bottom says what?

Today's story is coming to us from Dino Phillips (not only is he a famous porn star, but he also manages my promotions and kicks my ass when I get lazy) he told me this story about bottoming on a porn shoot, and I thought this image went perfect with the story.

He was a last-minute fill-in (pun intended) for the bottom who just canceled. The camera crew for some reason didn't know his name and kept saying things like... " bottom, lift your leg higher" ... or " bottom, cheat your butt to the camera more" anyway Dino kept getting more and more frustrated (I know reading this is not going to be as funny as Dino saying it) but he finally said "I have a name!!" So sometimes just for fun people call him bottom. ( I encourage it.)

That's just crazy!!!

I'm working on a new line of T-shirts ( this time they'll be more available) anyway they're going to be off the hook crazy.

I love and hate this about me.

The image above is not my work, this is another artist's drawing of me. I could tell you his name, but his work looks so much like mine do I really need that competition on my blog?? Here's what I will do, if the artists (and you know who you are) reads my blog... he is more than welcome to give himself credit in my comments section.

The story behind the drawing... I regularly attended this sketching "salon". It's a great experience to sit around with other gay artist and sketch ( smoke n'hot naked models in erotic poses) this particular day I was producing crap. Nothing. Everything I drew sucked! When the model when on break the other artists were talking about how they wanted to keep drawing. I stood up and said " I'll pose" before they could answer I took off my shirt, my pants and underwear and jumped up on the box. At the moment I was thinking... yes! I live life to the fullest! I'm pretty fucken Awesome to get up here get naked in front of all these guys. (Then I could feel myself start to get hard) so I started thinking of math... 2+2 is 4, 4+4 is 8, 8+8 is 16... please don't get hard. Anyway, the other guys drew me, one of guys gave me his drawing which is the one pictured above.

When I got home I was thinking, "what the hell was I thinking" getting naked in front of my peers! Oh God I feel so stupid! I love living in the moment but to be completely honest I regret it a lot.

It's okay to suck!!

Obviously the doors wide open with the title of this posting, many a funny things could be said about "it's okay to suck". And let's be honest it is okay to suck. And that is exactly what I did in the drawing above. Suck. Now that I think about it I have a funny story about sucking.

Many many moons ago I was working with this adorably cute model, I was in a monogamous relationship and my boyfriend was out of town. ( So convenient) this guy was putting every single move on me and I had to keep saying no.

So a year passes, I've ended the relationship I was in and I was standing in line outside of Mickey's (before it burned down) and I see this model, I yelled to him hello and I'm single now. Honestly in a crowd full of gays waiting to go into a gay bar I'm yelling hello and I'm single. He walks over to me and smiles the cutest smile, grabs my hand and says "I want to show you something" we walk a block away and he points to a Billboard above the car wash on Santa Monica Blvd. there he was, his smiling face larger than life on the Billboard. I was congratulating him and telling him how cool I thought it was, when I realized we had been walking and were in the middle of a bunch of apartment buildings. He takes me to this parking structure, it wasn't even a parking structure it was small (it could hold 10 cars... maybe) and had big open air windows on all sides of it. We go to the corner (I don't know why... you can see everything from every direction in that parking garage.) He gets on his knees, undoes my pants and goes to "work". It was wonderful, but I know he has an amazing body. I have dreamed of running my hands all over his amazing body. I'm trying to do that awkward thing where you bend over the person, try and touch and feel what you can, but if you're standing up and they are on their knees, you can forget about grabbing the parts you want. Anyway, I'm nervous about getting caught and he's doing a great "job" and I notice he's been stroking himself this whole time. Within 15 minutes of entering the parking garage we both had a happy ending, he stood up to button his fly, I told him to turnaround pulled his pants back down (he has the cutest butt) and like a true gentleman he leaned forward so I could truly appreciate it. Then we went our separate ways, and I have never seen him again.

How's that for sucking??

The perfect gift

Just a reminder that Christmas is almost here, I hope everybody knows what they're getting that special someone. Remember it's best to give while receiving.

FYI it's hard to draw a bow.

Comments on commenting

Hello, is this thing on?? I just finished reading my entire blog, I had a lot to say. ( A LOT) I can't believe some of the things I've said and I can't believe how long I've been keeping this up.( As cheesy as this is going to sound) the best part is hearing from you. I just read some comments I didn't even know I had, and they made me feel wonderful... dare I say, glamorous! I love that you love my crazy wild messy line drawings.

However... I have a counter on this blog, and I see the number of people who pass through here week by week. Y'all are quiet! Honestly if you love it or hate it I love hearing from you. I have it set up so you can leave comments anonymously... and if you leave nasty mean comments, I'll read them over and over again while touching myself inappropriately, uncontrollably sob over the fact that I disrespected myself as I pleasured myself and then delete your bitchy-ass comment.

Oh my Jesus!!

Another year is almost over. I can't believe it!! I was looking through some old files on my computer, and I found this (pictured above) I would send this picture out to try and get work. And it worked.

Not my most exciting post ever, But it reminded me how far I've come and how happy I am to be here.

COVER CODE STORY

Some work I created for the website "Cover Code"

Another Facebook reposting

I met this photographer on Facebook, his website has some of the most beautiful men and he wanted to work together. So we did! I'm going to send him a note to put a link to his website in my comments.

Perfectly good relationship advice.

While partying in West Hollywood for Halloween (a friend of mine) who was completely inebriated got into a fight with his boyfriend. The fight of courses was about something stupid like... "I think you're ignoring me" Bla, Bla, Bla... anyway, as my friend was telling me about the fight he had, he said " now that I am telling you the story it sounds as though I was pretty childish." Luckily I had an idea to easily remedy this situation. Simply send your friend a text explaining that you are tired and don't want to fight, please come over after you get off work and if I'm asleep wake me up. Then all you have to do is get naked and pretend to fall asleep, and if at all possible have your legs slightly open with your Butt facing the door. This way he'll be immediately distracted with sex, and be reminded of why he fell in love with you in the first place.

I wonder if I should have some kind of disclaimer,.... like I'm not a therapist nor a relationship counselor. But I think my idea could work??

ass of u n me

Okay I have to admit that I assume.... if you read my blog were friends on Facebook??? That may not be true. So some of the stuff that I've been posting on Facebook... maybe, I should post to my blog as well. This is a drawing I did for a client who hired me to design a Halloween costume that was a revealing new twist on the classic. My concept was see-through mummy. I highly recommend using the idea, if you do send me pictures.

And by all means look me up on Facebook!! Ethan Maxx

A hole in fruit

God I love Halloween!!!!

I have fallen silent.

Sorry for not blogging for a week or so, I'm depressed... I know I am. It seems the only thing I can accomplish lately is laying on the couch and watching marathons of "law and order SVU" and having a cocktail (s) ... I'll get over it, I always do :)

somebody sent me this magazine cover that has my artwork on it. (Side face to) the image of the guy on the wall is also on the open of my website. And a little known fact, I was drawing flowers for about five minutes... and the black-and-white flowered pillows are mine!! Guys and flowers could I be any gay-er??

My NEW pillows

Have been working like a mad man to get my new line of pillows complete!!

Pound your destination!

A wise man once said, "it's not the destination but the journey that counts" I think it was Oprah. I find myself, reminding... (myself) of this daily. We are all going to end up 6 feet under someday, and getting upset about little minute. details seems like a waste of time. I think the same principle can be applied to men, (meaning that) it's not all about getting off, it's the journey of over the river and through the wood and landing on that sweet destination that is equally as important.

However... walking into the room and finding an open destination, well... you have to tap that!

You asked for it!!

A surprising number of people suggested that I add a bunch of guys standing around the guy with a target on his butt, so I did.
And..... a long time ago I did a posting called "gay face" and the other day while at IKEA I saw gay face, I don't know if he remember me, or if he read the posting about him?? Needless to say I avoided him, I couldn't help but think... god he has big lips, and my finger has been in there.

You know I'm going to open my mouth.

I have no idea what I'm doing, (this applies to all aspects of my life). My art is supposed to be a freaking outlet! Yet I question myself every day, am I crossing a line? Will people respect me as a serious artist? I like being funny. I don't like being serious. Most importantly, I love being gay.

I don't know where I'm going with this blog, but I like the idea of.... useless, funny, and overly obvious postings that I can tie into bright colorful images of guys having fun. So that's what I'm going to do.

Suck it!

I firmly believe that (sometimes) it's refreshing to be told what to do. When people are open and honest with their needs, everybody's happy! So if you have a heavy load... share with somebody, and maybe you'll see your load on their face.

Helpful hints

I say if you're walking by a hot naked guy and your pants accidentally start to fall, let them. (It's probably a sign from God that you were meant to have sex) just remember it's important to give back!

Eating out!

A friend of mine a (girl)...( a lesbian) nevertheless a friend cannot understand why men (gay men) eat between the cheeks. Without confirming or denying that I have been there ;) I would like to ask the question, or defend the question. why? I would think on approach it to be one of the scariest acts you would ever engage in, you have the fly by sniff.. just to check... you're not committing to anything... you're just checking. Once you determine the target to be clean you go in for a landing. I would guess it tastes like batterys, shocking and full of energy with a bit of an acid undertone. and I don't know if this is a mother issue or not but once you nestled into that warm flesh it's comparable to laying your head between two large breasts. I imagine this to be a very comfortable feeling.

so in closing( I have not answered any questions) I say eat out often
and feel free to give me your opinion on this or other matters at info@Ethanmaxx.com

Face it.

I need to come up with a new concept for my blog, it was about my past work and models. I'm running out of stories and I love my new work so much more. I'm trying to get my book finished and if I post new work on the blog then I'll have nothing for the book..... any ideas?? let me think.

Ethan

I'm BACK!!!!

Yes, I took some time off. But, now I'm ready to rock out with my cock out.

Ethan

Hole

that's all I have to say about that.

on the Plus side

I have been in the studio working, Asia is still on my mind.

Soooooooo Sorry.

I was out of town and now I'm off to New York for 9 days.

Far too long....

I'm sorry about that, it's been far too long since I last posted. But the good news is I've been busy back in the studio!!!! Also I should note... in one week I leave for China for two weeks, there may be a gap in my postings. I hope not.

It's that time of year again...

To start looking for backyard models, if you know of anybody, or if you yourself would like to be a model. Please send me an e-mail at info@ethanmaxx.com

My latest art review.

I should really do my research before I post a blog, but I'm short on time so here we go. This Randy blue model ( whose name I have forgotten) did live show where he gave away one of my T-shirts to a lucky viewer!!! Then he turned around and started to talk about my artwork, ( I'm paraphrasing not quoting) .....

what very few people know about me is that I actually went to art school, and this guy's work is really great. I love the proportion the use of space and the use of negative space, it's really great.

When I find time, I'll watch it again to get the actual quote, what he said was much better!!

Fans of the penis

When I designed my T-shirts, I was thinking that I was designing them for men. So you can imagine how surprised I was when women started buying my T-shirts. I shared my thoughts with a lady who was buying one and she said " your work is for anyone who's a fan of the penis, and I'm a big fan"

Pictured above is my accountant, (I love her so much!!) One day while doing my books at the studio and oversized print of two guys going at it was delivered, I intentionally kept the print out of her view. Ray (a friend of mine) and I were talking about how great the print looked, Suzy asked if she could see it. Ray and I looked at each other, and told her it was best that you probably didn't see it. About an hour later she came up to me and said ( in a very stern mother voice) " I am a 45-year-old woman, and if I would like to see two guys going at it that is my prerogative! And I don't need you or anyone else protecting me from gay-ness." I showed her the print.

The other day I had to go over to her house and she introduced me to her assistant, her assistant covered her eyes and said " I know all about you Ethan. " I was shocked. ( I laughed it off and left) what was she thinking???? That if you look at me you will be exposed to erotic gay things?? (Weird!)

I smell summer.

Summer is the name of a girl I once dated, many moons ago. It is also my favorite time of year. People who don't know Los Angeles say one of the things that they hate about it is the fact that there are no seasons, (and the traffic) if they lived here, I know they would see that each season is clearly defined. I opened the front door yesterday morning, and I could smell summer coming, (not the girl but the season) I think that deserves a wink;)

Take me away!!!

Losing control.

I don't have time for anything anymore. I'm rarely if ever home, and that posting about getting back into shape!! Forget about it.

Nervous laugh.

Brian, I'm guessing he was 5'9" I don't know 150... pounds. I met him in a bar and we talked for a while ( actually we were flirting ) I was being "punny" and saying sexual innuendos. He had this loud fast high-pitched nervous laugh. It sounds annoying but it was adorably endearing. A friend of mine needed to talk to me about drama, so I told Brian I be right back and said some kind of stupid joke about something ( he laughed ) and I said " I can keep em coming all night." he replied " I bet you can. " It flew right over my head... 15 minutes later I was like " I bet you can!! Brilliant!!)

Disappointing start.

First, let me explain.... some people??? Have been like " you ass hole! Your hundred and 40 pounds and you think you're fat?? no. I know I'm not fat ( unless you spell it phat! ) (what!?) What I am, is out of shape.. soft I'm working to be a better me.

So I stopped eating shitty food, and I do 10 pull-ups and 50 push-ups a day, but I have yet to make it to the gym..... and now I'm flying to Chicago tomorrow. So.........