All of the images are from a zine I recently made.
What the Hell? Why are you illustrating this shit?
It started with a conversation with a friend of mine about first kisses. She told me she couldn’t remember her first kiss. I told her I remembered every person I’ve locked lips with (There’s a girl in there, ya gotta be inclusive). Then we drank our beers and recounted the kisses and relationships we’ve had over the years.
Being the obsessive list maker/documenter that I am, when I got home (still buzzed), I sat down and wrote a chronological list of every fucking person I have ever kissed (on the mouth). Then I didn’t know what to do with this list and it sat in my documents folder. I kept going back to it, and decided to make my list a visual one.
While some of these people I don’t talk to anymore, or they weren’t the right fit for me, I enjoyed being around them at the time. I probably learned some stupid valuable life lesson from them as well. There’s a few regrets, a dark spot or two, but that’s life. *shrug*
I’m honoring these human moments. Honoring the ones that I adored, loved and because of them I became a better person. I’m also giving a giant middle finger to the ones who were jerks.
And if I did a zine with every guy I ever slept with, it would be much shorter and less interesting. First kisses are the best kisses.
Why are you very specific about the kiss being on the mouth?
Because I kiss my grandma on the cheek, therefore, kisses on the cheek are greetings and don’t really count.
Why are you drawing kids?
I decided to draw the person how I remember them, hence the shorter stature and missing teeth (or braces).
You’re kind of a slut…/ What would your mother think?
It’s kissing. It’s a perfectly normal, human thing to do. According to my friend, “You’re still young, you haven’t even hit your real slutty phase.”
I haven’t find the destined lips of perfect smooching yet. And until someone puts a ring on this bitch, I’m probably going to keep smoochin’.
Go be a hater elsewhere.
My mom is probably going to roll her eyes at this when she sees this.
Sorry I’m not sorry.
Throw your love at my friend, she is hella amazingly talented and I miss her because we live far enough away that it’s terrible.