spqrblues: (funny story)
SPQR Blues ([personal profile] spqrblues) wrote2007-10-13 02:05 pm

I blame the tools

A minor rant on packaging of supplies for comics artists, with boobs.

ProfessionalThis is the old packaging for the illustration board I usually use to draw the comic.

Simple, professional, and you don't have to feel goofy when you buy it, because you are totally a serious artist, and stuff.


ProAnd this is the boobified new packaging.

While I understand the marketing reasoning for going with the gigantic eyes and the water-balloon boobs, I'd never pick this up in a comic store, an art-supplies store, or from a convention table. But, of course, I'm not the demographic they're marketing to.

It's not a cheap product (though it looks cheap, now—ooh, see how I used the two connotations of the word—burn). I'd think if you need the more expensive stuff (it holds up pretty well to eraser abuse), you wouldn't need boobages to attract you to the product, you'd simply buy what you need. But maybe they'd like to get artists who don't consider themselves professional level to upgrade to the heavier stuff; one-ply Bristol Board being a gateway drug, and all. In fact, I don't know why they don't just indicate the ply of the paper by the size of the cup.

Good thing there's mail order. I guess.

[identity profile] etako.livejournal.com 2007-10-13 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
*goofy grin* And yet, in a public forum in the Internet you have announced it to the world. S'okay. My favorite paper had a naked man ...posing...on it, and for the longest time in high school we had no 'Net at home. I wonder if the woman in the supply store knew I actually have pink skin, and not red. I've stopped buying it since. M'tastes have changed.

One can tell a non-English speaker did the translating on the catboy paper--the grammar is quite awkward. 135lb wt. paper is a bit unusual--then again, the Papeterie here sells paper from 20g to 600g in 10g steps. *shrug*

[identity profile] telophase.livejournal.com 2007-10-14 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
Luckily on the Internet, for all anyone knows I could be a small sentient houseplant. With an unnatural interest in catboys.