Molly Crabapple Does Dean Haspiel

January 26th, 2006 | comics talk, people I know

In the New York Press:

I was naked when I first met Dean Haspiel. I was modeling for a life drawing class when the attractively grizzled Haspiel—he looks like an Ashcan School boxer—swaggered in, surrounded by his fanboy entourage. What I didn’t realize was that Haspiel was one of New York’s top underground comic artists. If I had, I might not have spent a 20-minute pose with my middle finger up, pointed straight at him…

3 Responses to “Molly Crabapple Does Dean Haspiel”

  1. I guess I was kinda expecting more of a Penthouse Forum-type thing based on the first paragraph. I have a thing for naked chicks flipping the bird.

  2. Hmm- I’m not so sure about this indie-comics porn thing. Seems awfully inky, not to mention low-paying. But if you want naked chicks flipping the bird, try, my former employer

  3. Hey, if I want to see naked chicks flip the bird at me I’ll stalk my neighbor’s fire escape, ‘kay? That’s how Nature intended it to be.