Showing posts with label from image. Show all posts
Showing posts with label from image. Show all posts
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Friday, January 6, 2012
Monday, December 19, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Echo and the Bunnymen.

Swung from a chandelier
my planet sweet on a silver salver
Bailed out my worst fears
'cause man is to be his own saviour
Blind sailers
Imprisoned jailers
God tame us
No one to blame us.
The sky is blue
my hands untied
A world that's true
Through our clean eyes
Just look at you
with burning lips
Your living proof
at my finger tips.
Walked on a tidal wave
Laughed in the face of a brand new day
Food for survival thought
Mapped out the place
where I'd planned to stay
All the way well behaved
Just in case it slips away.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Saturday, October 3, 2009
More Tulips

Man...I have been so busy. At the moment I'm
trying to keep 3 blogs on the go. (This one, my
work history one:
and another for the local tourism group in
town.) They in turn want me to do another blog
for the Art, Culture and Cafe centre I am currently
running. I'm not whinging, I just want someone to
pay me $500 every time I post a drawing so I can
just concentrate on that.
Keep dreaming!
Anyhow...this is a tulip sniffer from Z twist art blogspot.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Phil & Mandi

Well Phil & Mandi, you asked for it you got it!
Yeah folks, I know I've been slack at Bumnut
for the first time (but I doubt the last!) but I've
been busy in my other life as a father of four
with my own business and a wife who also needs
time to run her yoga studio so some stuffs been
put on slow burn.
But I need to draw, so I wouldn't sweat it...
(Who am I kidding, no one gives a rats left nut.)
Monday, September 28, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Charles Michael Kittridge Thompson IV

The vanishing spies
Just something I read
A couple of eyes
From out of the head
And all that was said
Was that's just how some things don't materialize
Could be they broke
And swam like a bird
Fear of spooking the folk
With talk of the third
Or maybe the third
Played a joke
Give me a blip
And I'll totally flip
Say it's nothing but sky
And I'll be a lonely guy
Friday, September 25, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Highlights

Sometimes when I have drawn for my blog
I think what would folk like to see me draw.
That's when I slap myself hard across the face
and come to the realisation that I'm not drawing
for anyone but me!
It's just that with the evolution of the drawing
tablet, I can share my drawings with anyone
who chooses to view them but that is not the
reason I draw.
I have been drawing stuff all my life.
It's just that those doodles would end up in
a bottom drawer somewhere and would be
thrown out every time I moved, which was Lot's.
When doing those drawings, I wasn't showing them
to anybody.
Why would I.
They have no purpose for anyone else and really,
I'm not that good.
So for me to ever be hung up on style or looks or
other formulas to garner respect or a hundred
followers is shallow and ego driven.
I draw because I need to!
For me to waste a talent, no matter how meager,
is to deny my voice from having expression.
I don't necessarily understand that voice,
but I do obey it.
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