Thursday, January 27, 2011

The palm by Pierre Bonnard

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Saida by Kees van Dongen

Monday, January 24, 2011

a portrait by Francis Picabia

Saturday, January 22, 2011

great cast bronze objects in the new Ricky Swallow show here

'Sunday best' by Djordje Ozbolt
another ripper show six months after the last one by Djordje here

Friday, January 21, 2011

lovely full moon out at the moment, appeared on Wednesday really beaming tonight

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Sunday, January 16, 2011

female figurine, Egyptian, 3600BC in the British Museum

you would've seen me there

I was there man, I was there

where were you exactly?

I was there man


I was there when Janis was rippin it at woodstock, yeah I was there


yeah man I was there when Picasso was there sippin it at the 4 Cats

wow you must be old. Biggie and Tupac?


John and Yoko, rollin in it at strawberry fields?

there. It was a little awkward to watch but yeah of course I was there that was seminal

what about when Cher sang 'If I could turn back time' on the ship?

there. front row

wow so what is it you actually do with yourself?

I was there. I'm the guy that was there!

so I'll see you at U2 at the Telstra Dome?

ah no

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

hanging out in foliage
some summer watercolours

(a painting I did in 2005)

Give up learning, and put an end to your troubles.

Is there a difference between yes and no?
Is there a difference between good and evil?
Must I fear what others fear? What nonsense!
Other people are contented, enjoying the sacrificial feast of the ox.
In spring some go to the park, and climb the terrace,
But I alone am drifting, not knowing where I am.
Like a newborn babe before it learns to smile,
I am alone, without a place to go.

Others have more than they need, but I alone have nothing.
I am a fool. Oh, yes! I am confused.
Other men are clear and bright,
But I alone am dim and weak.
Other men are sharp and clever,
But I alone am dull and stupid.
Oh, I drift like the waves of the sea,
Without direction, like the restless wind.

Everyone else is busy,
But I alone am aimless and depressed.
I am different.
I am nourished by the great mother.

by Lao Tsu, sometime around 600BC

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Munch feeling a little green

Matisse feeling a little green

somethin' funky's goin down man

bill withers yes he does

make room for bill, he gets the comfy couch in this bachelor pad my blog has become

hell yeah the dishes are piling up
and i don't know whats leaking out of the fridge but it stinks and its sticky

anyhap a block of chocolate eatin in five minutes feels good for now
organic but I still feel the high wearing off

Monday, January 10, 2011

bin night is thursday, but I wish it was tonight

jeff bridges 'the weary kind' but youthful hands

   /ˈyuθfəl/ Show Spelled[yooth-fuhl] Show IPA
characterized by youth; young.
of, pertaining to, or befitting youth: youthful enthusiasm.
having the appearance, freshness, vigor, etc., of youth: She is 60 but her optimism has kept her youthful.
in an early period of existence; early in time.
Physical Geography . (of topographical features) having undergone erosion to a slight extent only.

Thursday, January 6, 2011


in time for Christmas 2011, my first piece of video art
'something for everyone' a film by Rob McHaffie
**** Beautiful and touching- David Stratton At the Movies
*** Pretty Good - Mark Rodda artist and editor of 'something for everyone'

Mystery Gum

on a walk around brunswick i found this giant gum leaf but when I looked around I couldn't find where it had come from

Amy Jo's post New Years lovely locks

merry Ethiopian Christmas

Cindy Sherman new show at