Other than chlamydia, my favorite piece of swag from January's AVN convention is this Max Hardcore bumpersticker. Why do I bother writing about it two months later, you ask? Because I believe my car would be blown up if I stuck this to it, and I have no idea what to do with it otherwise.It would be great to see this in an airport in a developing country. Simple and graphically compelling, Max' cowboy hat in the second panel would be an excellent symbol of American imperialism.
I also like how the figure in the first frame seems so unhappy using an actual urinal.
The urine is also interesting. Represented as a series of individual droplets rather than a stream, it is as if Hardcore is saying that life is also disconnected and random, so why attach too much baggage to pissing in someone's face?
Previously: When feds say "porn," do they mean Max Hardcore?
See also: Max Hardcore
Labels: art, max hardcore, personal philosophy
posted by Gram the Man
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Monday, March 03, 2008 
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