I know it’s been quiet here, so here’s the initial sketch that I based my last painting. Lately I’ve been poking around on Dribbble, some amazingly talented people on that site. Be sure to follow if you’re a member!

This fellow called Fred,
Instead of a head,
Had a turnip on top of his neck
And the children would jeer,
For he looked pretty queer,
And the grown-ups would shout ‘bloody heck!’
Twas a troublesome sight,
To go walking at night,
And stumble upon the strange chap
So to stem the surprise,
In shocked onlookers eyes,
Fred fashioned himself a large cap
Then he drove into town,
But with his hat down,
He couldn’t see where he was headed
A terrible crash,
Turned Fred’s head to mash,
Yes, he was most certainly deaded
The moral herein,
Is that one cannot win,
When ashamed of one’s natural quirks
So parade them with pride,
Never hide them inside,
For fear of offending life’s jerks
by Metaphorest
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This is my interpretation of a character for a collaboration over at www.hitrecord.org, they’re trying to get something together for Sundance and everyone is brainstorming ideas based on the original poem and Gary Oldman’s wonderful reading.
In most people’s vocabularies, design means veneer. It’s interior decorating. It’s the fabric of the curtains of the sofa. But to me, nothing could be further from the meaning of design. Design is the fundamental soul of a human-made creation that ends up expressing itself in successive outer layers of the product or service.
Hi! I’ve been away for a while, cruising the Strait of Malacca, eating, visiting relatives and enjoying the sun.
Photos are on flickr, for those that are curious. More art coming soon :D
Thank you :D