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what i've been up to

the first photo is a terrible shot..


i havent posted in so long it must seem like i dont exist anymore. i am still making books but havent been to the markets of late cos i'm working. i work at espressohead so come in and say hi and buy one of my paintings if u like..hehe

i bought a painting the other night from the captain crusade show by caro toledo. she actually lives like a street away from me which is cool not that i will stalk her anything just look through her windows and go through her garbage. her work rocks and the piece "open season" is mine..yay..well..when i get it off lay by it will be.

i've been painting a bit myself. not heaps, more jewellery making and oh my new obsession, gardening. highgate hill is full of rad neighbours willing to give you cuttings and teach you how to garden

beckys book

becky goes back to the states soon so i made her this book. her favourite joke saying "drop your shit!!" here she shows off her brand new tat which is stunning and i'm jealous

hthjj

havent posted in a while cos i lost my camera cord. also busy with moving house-a big change i hate change but am excited to be living so close to the markets and theres a lot of rad stuff in west end that i wil be close to..will miss people though-community living is guaranteed security against lonliness-and you can be with people without having to go out of your way to socialize with them. i am terrible at having guests over i give them coffee etc but then i'm like err what the heck to do now? do i have to talk to you? is it ok if i draw? and then if you want to take a nap u cant say "can u leave so i can take a nap?" prina is the best person to have over-she used to just show up i would come home and she'd be hanging out in my room with her laptop and i could nap all day and she wouldnt care.
one thing about comm living-you cannot hide your weird behaviour when your depressed. if you get up at 2 in the arvo with the same underpants you've warn for 3 days people know. plus they stop you and make you have conversations with them. i usually make a beeline for the 120cm flatscreen and watch back to back episodes of malcolm in the middle on cable. gary comes in says susan your disgusting go outside or something. says susan your addicted. and then i feel even more crap. shin comes in screams "susan my susan!!!" (she is korean need i say any more and i adore her) she says please can we watch dogs with jobs?" i hate that show. every new dog that comes on she says oohhh look at that doggie oh i love that doggie. i make her watch wife swap and cops and jail. i drink too much coffee and i get inspired and i make books and then i go and sniff out what justins doing, hover around him make him uncomfortable. make make make books i wonder if one day my inspiration will just run out but it hasnt yet.

books

the weekend

to market on saturday to get me some cash

my friend corrissa's sock monsters. rad.

and then to my mums house in dayboro. the girls had planned to go to sunny coast and i had planned to stay home and snooze..("the bed is the grave man") they woke me calling through my window and i was immediately suspicious..i thought they were going to arrest me and take me to the stupid coast but really it was cos everyo ne wanted to go to my mums. we sat on the steps and commiserated that we had no way of getting there.

a few hours later, a few coffees later, a lot of reassuring them, the 4 of us are at ferny grove with a sign that says "to dayboro" sunny added a love heart on it and the word please?..

we got picked up only as far as samford so we got pies and then walked out of samford a bit and put the sign up again. this time it took longer and dark clouds were forming and the girls were stressing... i said god please can u get us a lift before it rains? a guy picked us up and just as we closed the doors it started pouring hard. he said good timing. yeah. he was wearing sunglasses the whole time and listening to incubus and drumming his hands on the steering wheel. soon he says, he will get himself an 8 thousand dollar drum kit. he doesnt want to grow old and do nothing get old and be bored get old and drink a lot cos there is so much missing. this is one of my favourite subjects and i am in the front seat so we talk a lot on it all the way to dayboro.

he drops us off and we walk up the hill to mums house. she has a couple of acres and grows everything you can imagine-every herb and fruit and veg. i love it when my friends meet my mum cos they love her and she inspires them even if she doesnt realize it. she works incredibly hard and is humble and i love her.

her partner david beleives in aliens and we have had our share of arguments he has a billion finches up in an avery and when we see him he is sitting outside his avery. he wants to extend it make it really big so he can sit inside it and drink a glass of red with his birds flying around him.

cool. he's a bunnings man. every weekend david goes to bunnings.

we raid my mums garden and fridge- baby tomatoes basil salami cheeses avo eggplant crackers and we cart it all up to the treehouse. i drink too much accidentally. the end.

i love this book. i wish i wrote enough to keep it and a lot of others

i made it while watching "operation petticoat" on the weekends proby tries to get everyone to watch old black and whites. most of them are good. this one sucked.






books. these are thicker and have a new binding methos so they open flat. for all the europeans who are crazy about books that open really neat , like jonas.

to market

love these people. they make market day fun. the more times i go the more people want to come with me cos we have such a good time. proby quotes, philosophises, and tries out his pick up lines on us. market day would suck without him. becky is beautiful and i'm going to miss her when she goes to india






books. these are all sold now. and they all have a story. who owns them? is it you? comment me or email cos i wanna get to know you and how your book is

books

sold this one yesterday







made from record cover

play that funky music loud

i made these in wayno's shed with the bench grinder. i made matching journals with the record covers. email me if you want a pair made

today i made a shirt

becky jumped on me when i was laughing and had a full bladder.....



sunny ate a lot of maccas..



and then we went home

exactly a year ago yesterday justus jumped from this spot. he got caught in a rip, dislocated his arm and was swept up onto the rorks where he spent the night in a cave. we thought he was dead and it made it on the news.

stalking people at the petrol station

justus


i kept pulling his hair and punching him in the arm