In a jar

A CD jacket i made... for a CD i made... for someone.

Just done some graphic design for a Regent Street recruitment company in Liberty House (name dropping yep) called Bain & Gray. They wanted birthday cards to send to their clients to celebrate the company's birthday.

Here's some of what I did - They used the top one in the end .

What i did today - from my dream. Sharks are asses. This is maybe some sub/unconscious conquering of any conscious paroxysms of fear i might have.

My friend Addy asked for a drawing of mine for her birthday. She requested it to include a union jack, so it does. It's big and A2 and red white and blue.. so it also rhymes.

And because i seem to love horses so much these days (so much that i'm babysitting one tomorrow night) i included one of them too. ALSO it includes a lot of love for Addy because she's the hottest hospital bed occupier i've ever seen, she always knows when 'the Foosa are coming', and she's a minx.

Daisy

Twenty

Rachael sent me these lists on my birthday :)

My baby (16 year old) sister...

...made me delish stir fry to come home to at midnight last night after the cinema... these pictures of her are in her cuisinary honour!

I think this is my favourite place in the world... and i remembered why today

Last summer I went to LA and San Francisco.

I stayed on the sea front in Venice Beach in LA below Santa Monica (Dogtown) - in the hostel wit the turquoise arches where the Z Boys from 'Lords of Dogtown' get their burgers :)

It was the most chilled place i've ever been and it was like being in the 80s - EVERYone is on rollerskates or skateboards.

At night all the punks come out and drink in their tartan and studs on the beach and the hobos mutter in corners and sleep under the skate ramps - there are so many tramps.

I met one sitting on a sand bank who made me a necklace out of wire that spelt my name for free. He was super sweet and had his wee sons with him.

If i wasn't here now i'd be in Venice Beach - everyone is happy. it's all fruit smoothies, metalheads and bodybuilders, punks, hobos, weed, spiritual healing parlours, caravans that look like circuses and palm trees.

In San Francisco everything is art everywhere and i stayed in an old converted ballroom in the red light district.

We all had super sweet parties in the ballroom every night. It was on the street next to Jack Kerouac's house.

Went to the Mission District one day - the Mexican part - all the concrete surfaces are covered in mexican murals, some are fun, some are tributes, some are preaching. all pretty beaut!

So i'm going to move to Venice Beach one day I hope :)

apparently i like horses now

Flyer i made for my friend's gig...

Made CD for ma friend...

Today Rachael is 20 so got her a flying sofa...

And this is just an ad for Pepe Jeans that Max, Dom & I shot the other day. Helping pay for our new house on Lasagne Road.

http://www.passiveaggressivenotes.com

We're trying to find a house and it's not happening. So me and Max reckon we're just gonna live in this one. With our easels in the conservatory and our bar stools. And our really majestic front steps which we sit on a lot. And the bay window with the kitchen table in which we pass food out of to the BBQ place outside. And massive spiral stairs.

And that below is the view... We live in New Cross but there's a sea and mountains and that's our whale who we walk in the Thames. It's potentially actually just a massive hollographic sticker on a fence.

And we'll have this shower, and a teepee toilet...

This is the garden:

And this is Max washing up in his dressing gown

This one i drew because there's this Brand New song and i always thought the lyrics were 'favelas ruined in the rain'. They're not, they're actually 'your veil was ruined in the rain' but i thought it'd make a sweet picture anyway.

Last time i saw her she was wearing a harlequin playsuit....

Robin Hood

On The Road

I just started reading 'On The Road' by Jack Kerouac. I was in San Francisco last year and stayed in an area where him and all the beatnik poets lived and worked and partied.

The book is just Jack's account of time he spent travelling from Chicago to Denver to San Fran for no real reason, and he wrote it on one continuous scroll on a typewriter with no paragraphs and barely any punctuation. It's kind of hard to read but it's amazing.

I was reading it on the train the other day and read a page where he's on the back of a farm truck with about 6 other guys (2 hobos, and a few farmers) all just hitching a lift to Denver down route 66. I realised that's what i wanted to be doing right then so i drew this in my sketchbook. looks better in real life, hmm. can't decide if i'm finished with it yet.

Ross

Today is one of my most favouritist people's 18th birthday and because i'm living vicariously through other people out of boredom right now i'm going to make a post in honour of her 18 glorious years of gracing this planet.

Hermione has a hole in her tongue.

She falls over bollards.

She's probably my only friend who actually appreciates angels and airwaves.

She likes beano noises like flump, phweep and gnagga dagga dagga.

She takes vitamins now because she decided to be vegetarian.

She is coming to stay on wednesday and we're going to see Jeff Lewis.

She's like a well top bird.

The tale of a man with lots of patience and scalpel blades

This is for Miss Appleby......http://anneliese-appleby.blogspot.com

She told me to go to Rob Ryan's shop, i haven't been yet but i went to his studio at the Pick Me Up graphics fair in Somerset House on Saturday, and twas SUPER!

it rained a bit....

APPLES!

He has clown hair and was screen printing one of his designs...