Things have been pretty hectic since I got back from the States. I’ve had loads of work to catch up on and loads of debt to deal with. I’m not going to complain because I need the work and I like being busy (although the whole debt thing kinda sucks) but really all i’ve wanted to do since getting home was to draw for myself. It rained all weekend, so I stayed in, listened to a couple of records on repeat and between games of Rapid Roll (don’t ask) managed to draw this picture. It’s not even close to being finished yet but I thought I’d post it on here to give myself some false sense of achievement. I hope to get a bunch more drawing done and a bunch of new illustrations up here over the next few weeks.
Because everyone loves a distraction: Days Like Television.

Issue 05 0f 22 Zine has just been released. It features some of my illustrations, plus a bunch of great work by artists such as Paul White, EAMO and Julian Callos (whose frigg’n rad illustration adorns the zine cover pictured here)
Check it out online.

Melbourne’s Outre Gallery are currently stocking a bunch of my limited edition prints. Go check them out if you’re in the neighborhood or online.

Here’s a section of the new tee design I did for Clandestine industries.
For anyone who thinks it looks a little Ed Hardy-esque – don’t freak out. The little snap shot i’ve posted on my blog is about one third of the actual design. The rest is not Ed Hardy-like at all (thank god). Nor is the t-shirt going to be bedazzled in rhine stones, studs or stuck on fabric patches (thank god again). I’d post up the full illustration now but I don’t want to spoil the surprise before its release. What really sucks is that Ed Hardy has made a bunch of great old school tattoo style designs just seem really tacky and cheap. However, I guess I can thank Ed Hardy for allowing me to recognise a total douche bag with no sense of style immediately.

Old drawing. New colours.
I altered this illustration of mine last week for a client. They didn’t end up going with the image in the end. But it wasn’t a total waste of time because I think I like it better now.

I collaborated with Australian T-shirt giants T-Bar a few months ago to create a bunch of new tee designs for their 14 Days Range. They’ve just been released so go check them out now at your local T-Bar store (in Australia and Singapore) or online.
There’s also a little feature on me on their website currently. T-Bar = Too good.
I was involved in The Fine Line which opened at Open House Gallery in New York last week. The show was part of Movember which is an annual, month-long celebration of the moustache, highlighting men’s health issues – specifically prostate cancer (why the show opened in September, i don’t know). Find out more about Movember here, register to be involved and/or bid on artwork (including mine) at the online charity auction. The show was huge, with loads of incredibly rad artists involved which drew a massive crowd despite the freezing cold, wet NY evening. Here’s some photos from the event.
Here’s a pic of Pete Wentz and Ashley Simpson wearing the t-shirt design I did for Clandestine Industries.
Rumour has it I’ll be doing some more tees for Clandestine super soon. Hell yes!

While I was away Wooden Toy Quarterly held the Lyrics & Type exhibition in Melbourne. By all accounts it was a huge success with 300 or so people attending the opening, packing out Gorker Gallery and spilling onto the surrounding streets. I’m not at all surprised it was so popular considering the calibre of artists involved. I was fortunate enough to get a sneak peak at the work before I left OS and it’s so rad. I’m really humbled (and very happy) to be part of it all. Wooden Toy have also produced a limited edition zine to accompany the exhibition and showcase the artists and their work. It’s really beautiful and definitely worth checking out. You can do so at the Wooden Toy Shop where you can also view and purchase limited edition prints from the exhibition.
Here’s the piece I did for the show: “The Kids Are Losing Their Minds”, by The Ramones.


