happy halloween

pumpkins have got so mainstream. butternut squash is where it's at.

calming the sea

yeah, so i wrote this last night about the new painting that i haven't actually finished yet.

at some point the potter on the cliff top realized what god was upto.
he was heating the sea with sun and he'd sit there with a cheese sandwich and paddle his feet in the water.
he realized that the world was beautiful and at that point he realised he had known. so he played thanks to the sea to calm
it so that it did not splash god's feet to much. He see's beauty and wants to share it.

couldn't find the pot of gold but i did get punched in the chicken nuggets by a leprecaun. the swine.

need some darn wood. i'm not using mdf anymore. it's rubbish and warps in the damp. going to try some marine ply.

"man on a cliff playing the trumpet to the sea" (2008)

i am desperately sad said the sea.
it's ok he said and pulled an old sock out of the end of his trumpet.
the bench dissolved and the sea smiled as he played

what are you thinking about?

a picture i did of me and my friend mercy



process// blar blar/

"merry-go-round on a pier" (2008)

watching a merry go round on an abandoned pier, but the horses have been stolen so i replaced them with brass instruments. but the two fish are talking about this dream. but this isn't on god. it's a dream. if you get my drift.

hallo mein Namen ist Mike und isst zu vieler Nahrung und trinkt zu viel Tee

on this trip to see timmy i ate/drank/utilised the following

1/2 tuna roll
1/2 sausage roll
4 million cigarettes
15 -25 cups of decaf tea.
2 cups regular tea
1 wild boar + cheese burger
1 whole chicken, spinach and peppers pizza
1 jam donut
1 chocolate donut
1 small bottle of orangina
1/2 a big bottle of orangina before tim drank from it with a sore throat
1/4 of a bottle of surgical alcohol hand scrub
£5 worth of petrol
some electricity
some water
lots of oxygen

yeah and i was in tescos and me and tim tim were talking about who was going to pack the food. and i was like "oi, bag my stuff" and the girl at the checkout thought i was talking to her. i did explain that i wasn't, but i laughed so much i nearly soiled myself.

"thoughts of a foot" (2008)

i had this weird dream where the land was god's foot and it was all hairy and the hairs were trees. and it was beautiful and god had his feet in the sea and made the sun warm it so that his feet weren't cold.

oooh navy seals

salami and cheese toasted sandwich and then

and then i had the most amazing painting day ever. for like 9 hours +.

fantastic.

blistering free

yeah. had a frustrating morning painting after i sorted out my studio. and then got some inspiration and then did some stuff i really liked. it was good.

no photos of anything because nothing is finished yet.

now i'm binge eating to try and fill the emptiness. that's the only problem with painting all day. and stuff.

i saw a shark

yeah so i totally saw a shark at the beach today.

oh my goodness. the water was the coldest fucking thing ever and then i came home and dropped my phone in the bath.

and the sea is like fucking sewage. we should make starving people eat sewage. no more hunger. no more sewage. problem solved. you can send my nobel prize to my agent's office.

this is just

fantastic

if you know your alias' birthday you may be having an identity crisis.

i was thinking that in the bath earlier.

my studio from my eye view

yeah. i'm still bored.

got bored

update

yo. on the right you will now see a box that says mcrancid.com that contains other sites. they are technically part of mcrancid.com but they are on separate sites.

* photographing the shit out of everything (just for photos)
* yellow fury (a long term "sculpture" project)

so have a look?

unfired side plates

4 unfired side plates. 2 sets of 2. but can be on their own too.

had an interesting morning. it was really good. i'm very tired and might have a little nap this afternoon, need to do some painting. need some boards cut.

22/10

happy birthday to timothy leary. he was the guy who was a harvard professor who got into lsd and became a prophet for the lsd lifestyle.

sharky shark

tomorrow i'm going to make a shark fin out of polystyrene (because everything else is too heavy for my skeletal body to swim with) and swim about in the sea biting tourists and roaring and singing the jaws theme.

it's a performance that i'm tentatively called "sharky shark"

a brick i painted

i did this for my friend

look at the colours

girl in camden (2008)

drawing/ digital work

michael claus is coming to town

i'm either a genius or a total dickhead. i am past caring which. hahahaha.

i dreamt of badger

i had a dream last night where a badger was trapped in the plastic casing of one of those traffic islands. and these two workmen when taking the piss out of me. and i was trying to take photos of the badger on my mobile phone.

it looked livid. i was almost going to look on my phone to see if the pictures were there.

really?

i don't want homeopathic options, i don't want cow milk or anything else. i don't want cbt or counciling. or of that other shit.

no way.

this cup of tea was hotter than the sun. i got it while i was waiting for an appointment. and then it was too hot to drink while i was waiting. so i went to the appointment, and then after it was over i tried to drink it again and it was still ridiculously hot. it was still hot an hour later. how the hell is that even darn possible?

"cliff top sax" (2008)

new painting

right.

yeah, so i get it.

this is a photo of fish and chips from ages ago.

3 hours drive and all i got was these photos (like the t-shirt)

can't write much. took about 400 photos today. but these are the only ones i want to post because they make me feel bleak.

b b b b bird bird bird. bird is the word.

yeah. pretty much

i want to stuff you

the sky being beautiful// taxidermy//my nice new black shoes after wearing them to pottery by mistake.

slugs and chicks

a slug climbed across my painting. and these are the chicks i'm going to cause mayhem.