Blergh!

Ipdate.
Anyone interested in design in general but design for the music industry in particular should take a gander at this journal entry by David Byrne.


Usually when I draw me, it's because I'm having trouble drawing anything else.

Soon this look will be the rage in Paris, Milan and New York.
The look include floppy, unshaven jowls.


New hair style.
I wanted something that says "I like Dungeons and Dragons", "I invented a new way of masturbating", "I was convicted for interfering with children".


Extreme makeovers.
Before, during and after.
Hmmm...it's way too easy for me to look unappealing...

Colour!

Idiocy From This Morning

I know most of these people.
At least one of them would like to pound me into some kind of hamburger patty.

Michael Jackson

It's hard to do a anything new with a caricature of the Prince of Pop.
I had his gaunt face in mind when I did this, and then it occured to me that he's lived an isolated enclosed life for so long he might be a bit Gollumish.

Strange Dancers

I'm Back!

I have once again grabbed technology by the balls and forced it to do what I wanted.
New Wacom - lovely.

Travesty

Although I have not swung past this pub recently, an old teenage and uni haunt, The Espy (The Esplanade), I did find this picture of it.
Someone appears to have gone insane and taken a giant industrial sized shit out the back.
I am saddened by progress once again.

More Friends

I had always intended to get a digital camera before I left Tassie to document my entire journey to through Australia, North America and then the UK.
I didn't get one.
I stayed with lovely friends over the weekend (see drunken male of questionable sexual orientation below).
I shall return this weekend for more jolly fun and food.
These pictures are from the next day, when everyone was much prettier, except for me, who was more tired.

Drinky Time!

Working Girls and Angry Anuses

I'm still not up and running re posting pretty pictures.
So I will tell two short tales about old men instead.
(These stories are much improved when told in person, as I do the voices and hand gestures and everything).

Tale 01.
As part of my farewell, my dear friend Robyn took me to lunch at a lovely Greek eatery down by the river - her delighful little 10 month old girl, Gracie, came with us.
As we ate our lunch, everyone cooed over the baby (who is very delightful), in particular an elderly man, who kept popping back to say a few kindly words.
As he finished his lunch and got up to leave he came over one last time and said, with a beaming smile and without a hint of saddness, "You've got to hold on to them. My daughter's a prostitute in the Blue Mountains".
There is a long list of things I'd have loved to have said, but Robyn would have taken my eye out with a fork.

Tale 02.
Several years ago, I went with a friend to buy my first car.
It was a rock solid red Cortina and I bought it from an old man whose wife had been driving it to town once a week to go to church (and had recently died).
We knocked on the door and although we could hear that someone was in, but it took him a long time to come to the door.
When he finally opened it he hitched up his pants and said "Sorry I took so long, but the nurse was dressing a boil on my anus".
Nice!

Up The Junction

Now that I have a little time, I have done a search for where I'll be staying (with my cousin), somewhere called Junction St.
It is peculiar sensation to be looking at this map knowing that I'll be there soon.

Goodbye Apple Isle

Today I wave goodbye to Tasmania.
My home for the last 9 years and 3 months.
I did a google search for the word Tasmania, and found this peculiar image below.
I don't know if Calista Flockheart has ever been here.
She seems taller than she does on TV.
More art in the next few days (after 9 hours on the ferry).

Goodbye From Ashleigh

This is picture drawn for me by Ashleigh Poprawski.
I have known her since before she was born.
It's called "P. Uncle Elliot, P. Logan & P. Me".
Unsure of what the P refers to.
I leave the state in 2 days.

Coaster

I have had this coaster in my pile of junk for years and years and have finally found just the right place to put it.
This is front and back with no enhancements.
I dread to think what these people are putting in our food.

I leave this apple isle in a few days...
I set out to the rest of the world on June 25th.

High Snoot

Quick Saturday Morning Stuff

Sitcom

I'm Still Here!!!!!

Hello Floorboards Once Again, How are You?

Nice Arse