the works










Hi, this post is in honor of Curt since he gave the idea to put more work up on here, although every one is welcome to partake and enjoy :) All these images are copy righted so no nicking, got it? Nice one, the one on the right I painted for my little sis when she got married. The one on the left of the guy (yes this is a real person girls) I did for part of a class project last year. The bike pitcture was a image I did for work, which was very enjoyable, the diner one I did for work also, these were a bit of a break through for me in the use of illustrator.

blue cop bike

sunshine is calling constantly to me and in an effort to ware myself out ragged so that i sleep at night I have been remembering my childhood and riding around town like a bat out of hell. these days I ride a devilish red schwin bike (oh yes, one i got second hand for 30 bucks), but as a kid is was all about the blue bike with brake lines every where and rattling mud gaurds (great for standing on the seat going down hills to the garages). Some thing you have to understand on the street where i grew up was the 'boys', they would hang out under the pear tree, be cool, smoke a bit and generally look messy while harrassing the local population of the 'block'. I would bike past them as fast as I could as the shy 12 yr old, head down. Thats when it happened, as i streaked by home made siren sounds were made by the boys, neenorr neenorr. If your saying that is not the sounds of cop car, it is in england. (muwhaahaa, I love that I can say that when I have a difference of opinon than any one else around here. ) All I can say is that the siren wailing turned into an oppertunity to play starwars with the boys (their favourite game of the year ivolving a makeshift space ship tent with a sheet and old computer keyboards) and be princess leia, no gold bikinis involved though :) that is another story completley

beautiful people- TOP SECRET

recently it has come to my attention at work that a few select peeps have been secretly selected to go on pretigious video shoots. I was able to intercept this top secret information by a carefully executed neck cranning. I know that I shouldn't take it personally but the fact that I wasn't considered as one of the 'beautiful' people in the office stings to the core. it is a harsh reality that smacks between the eyes and cools the heart. Thus mechivious espionage team has been created with the left overs, picking through the riff raff we have been able to assemble and create a plan to recover our lost pride as the ..... ordinary looking people.