Tomorrow I’ll be minding our stall at the annual Unwrapped markets, an event that showcases emerging designers from WA. My classmates and I will be selling prints & zines to raise funds for our graduate exhibition. :) These are pictures of my wares, but there’ll also be work by people who are far more talented and good-looking than I could ever hope to be. Come on down and say hi! <3
Sunday, March 25, 12pm - 6pm. Angelo Street, South Perth.
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Me and my milkshake. ^_^ Photo by the glorious Mei-xing.
Just when I thought today couldn’t get any betterer… surprise gifts in the mail! How adorable is this pocket sketchbook? I love it. Thanks, Pete. You shouldn’t have, man, but I’m so glad you did. ^_^
Cover illustration by Bryan Brinkman.
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Self portrait
This is my study plan (list of things to do) for today and tomorrow. Yeah, I know. I really need to get off Tumblr.
I just found this photo on my desktop. Man, I really miss being able to draw all day. Thankfully, I have three drawing/illustration units this semester, so I will still be doing lots of drawing - just not a lot of personal work. I’ll find the time to post some work over the next few days. I’ve missed you guys! I can’t wait to catch up with you all.
Jennifer Wallace, the manager of The Flying Swines, just sent me these photos she snapped yesterday. I’m glad you can’t see my face ‘cause it’s hideous I was probably yelling instructions like a maniac. My favourites being: “Move closer!”, “Not that close!” and “It’s time to get homoerotic.”
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You’re having dinner with friends at their house. The host, having chewed off a little too much of the wagyu beef, finds himself choking and is clearly in distress. The other guests look on helplessly waiting for you to spring into action. You:
Me, my brother (Jaevar) and his girlfriend (Edie), doing arty stuff together at their kitchen table. 24th of Jan.
Read the story behind one of my recent paintings.
On Monday I woke up very early and went for a long walk. Halfway through my walk, I noticed that my ankle was hurting. It was just a dull ache so I ignored it. Since then, I’ve been walking every day. I’ve clocked up about 45km, which would be awesome, except… now my ankle’s bruised and swollen and really sore. I’m an idiot. Here is a stressed out scribble for you fine folk.
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January 20, 2012.
Mixed media.
