below radar 1224

some more stencil and pen work of mice looking for cheese. on a round barrel.

m i c e mice m ic e

below radar 1rrrrgbt43

mice looking for cheese. stencil and pen work. absolutely nothing to do with me. but i like it, whoever the two people who did it are, they are obviously some kind of geniuses.

SWIMMING IN THE RIVER

60 situps

20 crunches

60 lifts

lost 5 pounds already. which is a start.

i'm feeling pretty down about my painting. i haven't produced anything good for a long time. it's a case of too many cooks. everyone tells me what to do all the time, and i listen. so i'm people pleasing everybody and then not making me happy. so i just feel bummed and it's all been a total bunch of cock for fucking ages. i'm going to try and do some stuff that is fun with painting. but at the same time i don't feel like i even want to anymore. is this all fruity angst or a symptom of some deep soul sickness that means that i really can't paint anymore.

or maybe i'm a jock now that i've done some situps. ha ha ha.

drawing how much i've been eaten by midgys

yeah. did 50 situps, 20 crunches, 40 lifts. and i've given up smoking. and stopped eating chocolate.

bad side. might put on weight if i stop smoking. can't eat chocolate. can't smoke.

good side. decreases my risk of any horrible smoking related things. might feel healthier. might feel positive from doing some exercise. routine might help.


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ate fajitas, ate chips, did drawing.

he's back

once again the evil fecalator has rejoined the wwf *


*please note i only like the wrestling game where you can make characters and fight with them. i don't like real wrestling. watching bad actors covered in baby oil cuddle each other seems SO GAY even if there are gross muscly women with fake boobs everywhere.

swimming in the river

lolita knees

there's a certain point on a mixture of paint where something works in a way that it never works in a painting. in thinking about this i've been thinking about the people who have accidentally created things that have interested me and moved me to try and make things that i like that aren't accidental.

the places where i've mashed paint without a real conscious intent. like wiping brushes off and mixed colours always turn out better. once i found a board that my dad had wiping brushes on and practised eyes on icons. it was an awesome bit of painting. i was really impressed with it.

that's kind of the only one i can think of now because i'm also thinking about other stuff at the same time. like people disappearing. and the general cruelty that people are capable of displaying because they are fucking selfish. i'm obviously not really one to talk. i'm totally self centred, but probably for different reasons. at least that is what i like to think.

i'm really tired and i've got a killer headache. i'm fairly bummed about losing the old blog because i liked it. oh yeah and that was the point. i remember looking at some work that people at college made. the more pretentious they got, the more their work became bullshit. bigger boards, less content, more noise about it. but once in a while people would fuck up and just scribble on something and that would be the really nice stuff they did.

so that's my point really. i'd like to make little innocent accidents. not focus on the fact that i'm painting or the filthy a word. i like to make things and i don't want to feel rubbish or sad when i don't get a pat on the head.

water tower watch watch?

sky

five standing stones (2009)

3 phobias. mysophobia, haptephobia and certain aspects of thanatophobia. as it's approached it becomes clearer. germs under a microscope.

vegetable trumpet (2009)

This painting is about the opposing forces in the "universe": enlightenment (love in the universal sense - warmth, fulfilment, acceptance) and bleakness (being fear: cold, hollow and empty). the juxtaposition of the two extremes and our positions in the dilution of their periphery. The universe/space being a non literal, warm and fertile space which is open for personal nourishment.
yeesh.

photo of the night sky

my childhood drawn by someone else

i used to stay up all night reading these books. i used to feel like they were written about me.

melancholy

once when i was younger i used to do these little drawings of space ships. and then i used to draw the spaceships blowing up cities. and my brother was like 'hey do you want to do a drawing onto a canvas and i'll paint on it? it could be cool'. at the time i didn't have enough confidence to do anything on any kind of proper support, just little bits of paper. so i was really proud that he asked me to do it and i spent ages drawing on the canvas for him, i gave it to him and he was like 'ah ok'. and then a couple of days later i was like 'hey did you paint on that picture yet?' and he was like 'no it wasn't working so i painted over it'.

chicken and breadsauce sandwich

ohh nooo i've dropped the biscuits

i got paint all over my knees.

nargh dinosaurs!

these pictures are essentially photographs from the past. it's been like 100 years since dinosaurs were around or someshit so now you can't see them (obviously). so here is the closest you will get to seeing a dinosaur. this is basically like jurassic park. now give me some money.

hey bandy rand

1 chicken, spinach and mozzarella pizza
1 packet of chipsticks (salt and vinegar)
1 apple juice / sprite (50/50) mix

found nhl 97 for ps1. it's only 59p. bargain.

gonna play some hockey

1/2 bag of peanuts
1 bottle gatorade
5 tissues
2 strepsils
1 triangular ice lolly
1 apple juice and sprite 40/60 mix (w/ ice)

i want a hockey game for ps1 or ps2. or mac.

oh yogurt where art thou

1 lemsip
3 fruit in the corner yogurts (strawberry)
2 paracetomol
2 eggs (scrambled)
2 rashers of bacon (grilled)
1 piece of toast (no butter)
Approximately 120 beans (baked w/tomato sauce)
3 strepsils
4 and a half billion tissues

plates from a while back and fire

8 cigarettes
1 bottle gatorade
2 rasberry doughnuts
4 cups of tea
1 benadryl
1 carton of tropicana
1 sausage and egg muffin
1 sprite
1 rainbow fruit ice lolly

in italics are the reasons my diet is failing.

dinosaur

lie down. eat up.

the echo of old brass (2009)

the sounds coming from an old record player making reflections in old instruments actually reflecting the past instead of the present.