Originally published at Gibberings. You can comment here or there.

My worst enemy, Jhonen Vasquez, has a post over at his new “web log” that casts some light on the origins of the mysteriously popular Bat Smax oil painting:

As for how the thing came to be, well that’s the part I was getting to at the start before you acted like such a cretin and doubted me. See, one day, Gauger was sketching a little winged critter in her sketchbook, and being the respectful type I am famous for being, I snatched the book, said something along the lines of “Argghhlllbargh!” and did a quick revision of the same drawing, altering some of the angles, curves and overall proportions. She then took that image and…

Well, you’ll just have to discover for yourselves, how I managed to wrest creative control back from the flytrap-like grip of Mr. VEE. It involved punching him in the head, backwards, while looking the other way. I am that cool.

You got Bat in my Smax, bitch. [Mindspill]

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