At Last

Some months ago I did some animation for Neil Ross.
Here is the finished result.
I was responsible for animating the lizard and the cave paintings (Neil designed the lot).

copyright to Sidewinder Films Ltd, where you'll find a much nicer, high resolution version.

Schoolyard Alien

A Collection of Thanks

I have to thank a bunch of people, and in some cases pre-thank.
They are the finest bunch of people, ever.
In no particular order they are:
Rebecca Angelou
Uli Meyer
Max Saxton
Paul McKeown
Lisa Nicholls
Steve Pascoe
Brian Sibley
Michael Murphy
Neil Ross
Stephane Kardos
Carrie Poprawski
Teresa Imperato
Charmaine Brown
Alex Harris
Lee Roach

Nervous Jogger REVISED

What's she nervous about?
I have no idea.
Maybe she needs a whizz.

Someone noted that the negative space between her legs looks like a little like a dick, so I did a fixup to make it a bit clearer.

Unfinished

I have a Boxhead and Roundhead cartoon that I've been too busy to finish.
Here's a silly walk from it.

Red

Blues

God

Smooshed Toosh

Man With a Clipboard

Nick Cave Has The Funk

Despite looking looking like a pedophile these days Nick Cave still knows how to be cool.
Dig, Lazarus, Dig

Cowan

Delgado responds...

Delgado

Last night was the second of Frederator's Drinking and Drawing New York sessions.
Jolly night it was indeed.
I spent much of the evening conversing with the talented and beardful Pedro Delgado, a fellow I've been corresponding with since before I left Tasmania.
This is the man, below.

I also met a bloke who'd been visiting my blog for years without making himself known.
Eerie!

Devils

Friday Night

Despite the gloomy fog that descended over the city on Friday I had a very jolly afternoon kicking around the city.
There is a lovely farmers market in Union Square and I spent an hour there chatting with the stall holders and buying nothing more than a bucks worth of maple syrup sweets (they were extremely yummy).

The terrorists decided to upset New Yorkers by hiding their favorite building behind a vast cloud.

In the evening we caught up with some old pals.
Here is a picture of a fake Australian and a real Spaniard.

We had a lovely time, especially after these animation groupies turned up and worshipped us.

The place we ate at had poor service, high prices and no credit card facilities.
They did however have paper tablecloths giving me ample opportunity to express myself visually and whip the groupies into a cartoon lovin' frenzy.