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this is my blog. to just look at my painting etc then head over to my website and disregard this mess.
please note that the events described in this journal are highly fictionalised.

Friday, July 31, 2009

behind the scenes of the years most hotly tipped studio... *

here are some photos of the making of "clemen lebowitz". the film cost £40,000 and took 5 years to make. the follow up is being bounced around and pencilled in for summer 2017. it's working titled as "prawn scotchdale: homosexual bounty hunter" or "prawn scotchdale: bounty hunter who is like a budgie in the fact that he attacks mirrors" ** and while rumours are bandying around like a man in tights in an 80's nightclub, there are little in the way of confirmed facts.

there has also been no denial around the making of "granny vs satan - the ultimate battle" (which was scripted prior to 2001 believe it or not) and a film shelved in 2008 (known tentatively as the "venton fudgecock film" or "the psychedelic adventures of venton fudgecock" (there was a white horse in it and a car?) and it has COMPUTER GRAPHICS AND SPECIAL EFFECTS THAT MAKES INDEPENDENCE DAY LOOK LIKE SHIT ***.





SMALL PRINT:

(* this statement is 'technically misleading')
(** this is currently the most likely title)
(*** in actual fact this statement is
deeply untrue, but there are computer graphics or 'CGI' as it is known in 'the industry')


partly completed figure

on set

this is the set of the beach scene.

wheel chair. made out of two playmobile cart wheels, a chair, garden wire and blue tack. this prop alone cost £25,000 and took 2 years to design.

sea and sand.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Saturday, July 25, 2009

one reason why cities are better than towns

"i want some cake"
- 'so become the cake and never want again'.
me and j-ron hubbard had an awesome lunch. this was dessert. i was so full. i did some drawings of cafe furniture, but i'm tired and can't be bothered to scan them in or take pictures of them.



Friday, July 24, 2009

reasons to eat spices and sniff glue.

i'm having a break from painting. i sat in front of one for 20 minutes today and felt too shitty to do anything to it. so i went to the park and wrote this on a bench in water soluble pen (so it'll wash off next time it rains i.e. tonight) but hopefully someone will read it before it washes away. it's meant to appeal to lunatics who think the bench is talking to them. and then they look down and it's written there. it's not meant to be mean. it's meant to give them affirmation that they can take comfort in the fact that their reality might be confusing but it is their own and it's safe and reassuring. of course if they don't take it like that it'll probably just freak them out or they will just think someone has written on the bench. and this is predominantly what i thought about for an hour in the park.


anyway. so i feel better for the walk and i did a bit of drawing in the park. and i smoked a bit of a disgusting menthol cigarette but then was drawing and only noticed it again when it started to burn my fingers.


apparently glue sniffing is back in fashion. it's apparently very hip. so i need to get a haircut and sniff some glue. new york art scene here i come.

then yesterday i heard a rumour on the grapevine that abusively illogical sandwiches where pretty 'in' right now, so i heated a baguette through and filled it with so much roule cheese that it was basically oppressive, then i put some roast chicken and a bunch of cholula hot sauce in it that me and j-ro got from this amazing mexican restaurant, which is delicious. i ate it all and it gave me major stomach ache (and i can't spell diareaha properly so we will leave it at that).


then i invented 'uncle mike's dirty ranch' sauce and had it over a piece of blue steak. it was literally amazing and after i ate it (before the upset stomach) i got weird butterflies about how delicious it was.


then i updated this blog for the first time in ages and ate some yogurt. it was that cool kind that comes in a big tub and you don't know whether to eat the stuff or smear it on the walls.

so anyway i'm not sure what my point was.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

out of the cold (2009)

eye of the seagull (2009)


sexy dancing (2009)

bedraggled (2009)

this is why pigeons think sparrowhawks are total dicks.





and i'm inclined to agree with them

photos at dusk

some of these were taken by me and some were taken by jessica













Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Tuesday, July 14, 2009