I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
So I'm going to attempt to write this review without using the one key I can't use with as much ease as the others.
Royo's forte is sexytimes art, and as someone pointed out when I first showed his book off, he has a beauty and the beast thing. The woman is human in appearance, the man not so much. Sometimes she has added features - wings - and the man can be the same, but he can be pure monster.
I've been drawn to him for a bit now, in part because I'm confounded by sex and so I started obsessing over it in my teens. To the point that a friend said, with a snicker, that I was more obsessed than most guys she knew. He does do art for a sextyimes comic magazine, but I can't name it without using the shunned key, so it fit into my need to know and understand why people wanted to mate and grope and penetrate so much. And so often.
But if it were just that, I'd have put Royo and his work aside. But, no, he creates stories that tie together his artworks in each book that captivate me and draw me in. In addition, he is one of those rare artists who is hooked on technique in the same way that Gas Mask man is - I can't use his name without using the shunned key - but he expresses. I can see, I can sense, the emotions on the women's face. I drown in that emotion.
I'm drawn more often than anything to the faces, to the way the mouths part, just a fraction of an inch, to eyes, the teases, the way that each portrait is different even when using the same characters. These men, and more so the women, seem to emote as much as many humans I know. And I'm fascinated by the way they express this, on a page.
He's a rare one, Royo, who combines technique and emotive art. I adore him so, so much, I can't find a way to express it as much as I want to. Onto the other books of his I have.
And see, see? I did most of it without the shunned key!