Happy Birthday Nat, Seth Cohen, be ours.
Ok. I’m ashamed at how long this has taken me, I have finally completed the ‘emotional’ collection of my necklaces/brooches, packaging and all. I wont be selling any untill I’ve finished ALL of my designs, but seriously guys, it’s just so tedious its been hard to keep at it.
Yesterday Ben Neoh and Chloe Thornton and myself, met up for a long awaited ‘art day’, unfortunately the weather was stinkin’ hot and my heart wasnt entirely in it. We made a couple of mixed pieces for a gallery opening in Ballarat. Ben and Chloe may have stuck it out alot longer but I bailed early and these were the pics I grabbed.
I made this for this thing but got some things mixed up…I’m not going to elaborate because its just going to reinforce my idiocy.
Also, today’s the first day of 2010. I have high hopes.
I’m currently undergoing a temporary creative block. It’s totally getting me down and the bottom picture sort of demonstrates my woe.
The First is just of some creeps in bed which will most likely become a larger scale drawing/painting.
Black and white = depression.
I have decided that this is the beginning of another book. Time to get off my butt and DO something.
Happy Xmas.
This is definitely not how I imagined this picture to turn out, its a picture for middle aged adults I suppose, my Mum’s response was, ‘Well I reeeaaallly love it!’.
Yeah you would would’nt you. I think I might tweak it some.
So its fucking Christmas time and although there are existing quirks, it’s really mainly just annoying. Number one on my list of hates is companies exploiting ‘the holidays’ and incorperating Christmas into every. single. fucking. ad.
Anyway, these are some gifts for people, mainly teachers. Only problem is, I dont think I’ll be seeing most of them ever again.
I also bought all of my family/friends the exact same Christmas gift, but dont worry, they’re amazing and hilarious.
Some more pictures that relate to novels, this collection spurs from Hunter Thompson’s ‘Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas’. These are some characters and scenarios described in the novel. This collection might be getting sold at a bizzare alternative gallery with some of my other works.
This is a series of drawings of characters from two novels; ‘One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest’ by Ken Kesey, and ‘On the Road’ by Jack Kerouac. I like to think that I drew these straight from my mind, as in, I drew these characters based on how I imagined them to appear when reading the book. The idea is a bit more conceptual than this but after explaining it thousands of times…
Anyway, One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest characters are: Charles Cheswick, Mrs Bibbit and the ‘Kind’ Nurse. On the Road characters are Carlo Marx and Sal Paradise (those two are especially interesting considering they actually exist). Try and guess who’s who.
I have recently rekindled my lust for buying things. For the past ridiculous number of months I’ve been refraining from buying shit. And by shit I mean clothes and luxuries. This habit ended happily on the weekend when I bought a new dress by ‘Romance was born’. Basically, it rules and I want to wear it all the time but must resist, similar to the common scenario of over-listening to a favourite song and the levels of discipline it involves. The seal has now been broken so to speak, and I want more and more.
Look closely cause it’s just the kewlest, there’re mermaid geriatrics and everything.
I feel like lately my mind has been constantly running with creativity and enthusiasm regarding new ideas, current projects and just general productivity. Why is it that I have barely anything to show for it? Exams are finally over and although lots of my time is now spent at my drawing desk, there is no physical progress! My main conclusion really boils down to ‘fuck you facebook’.
I’ve also hit a slight hurdle with my wooden projects, waiting for the rest to be cut and varnishing is a painfully slow process.
Here’s a picture that believe it or not, is for my mum. I don’t think that it’s exactly what she had in mind. Happy Birthday.
