Graham Milton

A few days before i did that Gorey illustration… I was chatting with a comic illustrator friend who was brainstorming for a new piece. She’d been asked to do something for a comic publication on love and sex (every edition is themed love and something) and we were chatting about all the things you could do without getting smutty etc.

I started wondering if you could make a visual metaphor for that wonderful transcendental sensual place you can sometimes peak into when making love, where you lose your ’self’ and only exist as ‘that kiss’ and ‘that caress of the neck’… where every movement is a statement in its own sensual language.

I started wondering if you could make some form of ‘parrallel universe’ where bodies were made of smoke? of water? of hair? I started trying to think about how i could depict that in illustrated form…

I got inspired & decided to try to roughly sketch something out, with a narrative of an older girl introducing an inexperienced boy to lovemaking.

However: I hadn’t drawn a comic in 10 nearly years - so you can see the first few panels in this sketch are a bit (i.e. really) crappy.

Though its just a sketch, I got a bit carried away with the detail in the last few panels, so I’ve linked to a larger version, if anyone’s interested.

NOTE
As its just a sketch and i was laying shit out on the fly, the text is pretty much illegible, with boxes & arrows pointing to where i should have written it whenever i changed my mind.

The illegible text reads:

“Samantha, listen. I’ve never… uh, I’ve never been with anyone before!”

“Really? Well, lucky me. If you let me, perhaps I can take you somewhere special…
Do you trust me? Theres a place we can go to, but only if we go together”

“A place?”

“A place outside of time - outside of us. I can take you there, all you have to do is close your eyes… And listen to your heart”