Some more old sketches...
Saturday, 13 December 2014
Well, i am back in Australia. After all that packing to leave the United States, it's time to do more of the same as i ruefully discover the crazy things i have managed to keep in my storage unit all this time. I guess i don't really need the bits of timber that were hastily shoved into that space, not to mention piles of crumpled old bills in boxes. Here are some sketches whose originals have been culled.
Saturday, 18 February 2012
Monday, 1 August 2011
Saturday, 30 July 2011
Sunday, 24 July 2011
Saturday, 16 July 2011
Given that I normally nuke it in the husk (high, 3 minutes, done), I'm usually in a bit of a hurry when I peel it (hot, hot, ouch!). Trying to decide how to sketch it, I peeled this corn really slowly, one piece at a time. It was so beautiful.
I wanted to add, "like getting to know a lover", and then had to laugh at how absurdly dissimilar these things can be!
Thursday, 14 July 2011
Tuesday, 12 July 2011
Friday, 8 July 2011
The vitamins were much more colourful and shiny, and they all had distinct smells, too. Were these for greater psychosomatic effect?
Colour, smell, sketchy entertainment... Clearly I'd gotten my money's worth!
Wednesday, 6 July 2011
Here's what I originally wrote to go with this sketch:
Adapt or die?
Adapt and die?
Logic fails me: I appear to be a virus.
It was about the idea of a human mind being performance-tested by a computer!
Monday, 4 July 2011
Saturday, 2 July 2011
Wednesday, 29 June 2011
Saturday, 25 June 2011
I haven't figured out whether they're taking each other's legs like chess pieces, or if they're keeping their own appendages so they can stick them back on later!
Or, maybe they'll stick each other's legs on later and take cross-dressing to a whole new level?
Friday, 24 June 2011
This is a tomato plant I had hanging from my back verandah. There is a 35mm hole in the bottom of the bucket. It was quite a successful way to grow cherry tomatoes, quite prolific, but I never got to taste them. Dang possums!
Wednesday, 22 June 2011
Tuesday, 14 June 2011
Saturday, 4 June 2011
Wednesday, 25 May 2011
Instead, I've done a half-arsed sketch of something peculiar I found on the inside of the bath hob, when destroying my old bathroom. Inside the hob means that it was found under the bath, behind all the cladding and fake tiles which had, er, adorned the sides of it.
So the burning question is: how did a tampon get there?? Surely no-one would have left it there when installing the bath?
(Yeah, I know, it's a bit flayed and odd-looking, but that's how I found it.)
Only after some moments of stupour did I notice that there were various bits of chewed-up detritus in the vicinity: pieces of cellophane chip-packet (or other plastic bag), some fragments of toilet paper/tissue-type stuff, some very small droppings...
... and the most significant find of all: shiny gold stuff.
Why so significant?
Can't you see it?
Obviously, I had interrupted the construction of an artwork of great magnificence. Yes, I'm afraid so: a Mouse Idol.
(If you don't believe me, here is the photographic evidence.)