When to give up and move on. (Mon Dieu, Sacre Bleu, Pepe Le Pieu)

Gotta get down to mah beachhouse in Mordy…

Welcome to Hellbourne. (Stealing that phrase from David Llewelyn Smith, apologies Dave…)

In defence of dissing., featuring an early oil painting of mine.

For the 90s Sega fans, this is the great blue whale of all online conspiracy theories.

…and you can’t be expected to know everything about everyone in advance.

A book about life in the hyper-inflationary era of early 1920s Germany, with a cameo from a painter who lived through it.

A painting of a forgotten terrorist from a few years ago. Painted late 2010s, Finally being varnished.

… And arguably, my art years (which are still ongoing). This was my blue-pill era. A childhood in the 1990s.

A ramble on working safely with toxic pigments

"We’re gonna disrupt the market with this one!”

Yesterday was Valentines Day: Feb 14th.

But for me, it’ll always be the day I got my P Plates in 2006.

Thus, it is also my licence expiry/renewal date.

Aluminium Foil is one of those items with never-ending uses. I’ll go through some of them.

A historic look at the end times as it has occurred previously in other places.

Red Oxide was the hero of the morning’s session. This article is about how to read tubes and labelling.

If I could tell the whole planet to do one thing, apart from to go f*** itself, it would be this.

So said a gentleman to me this morning, to which i responded:

“Yeah? Well you look like a prat!”.

And indeed he did. We shall discuss…

Uploaded some more paintings. The cataloguing is a mess, the titles are hit and miss. I don’t have time to fix up everything. But I’ll talk abit about this one for starters.

The battles between the outsiders and the insiders has always been around and represented in visual art. I essentially judge works on their individual merits. Both can be good, both can be bad (or criminal). Either way, they reflect values. In this article, I look at Kings Way. A book on Melbourne Graffiti in The 1980s/90s.