THIEVES

My computer got stolen.
Burgled.
Dude has my laptop and hard drive.
Wish he had of not stolen that, he
probably doesn't even like my drawings.
Just wanted to explain the no new posts.
See you soon.

Keeper kind.

MASTER OF REALITY

I don't have any internet here.

Finding a home in Melbourne that lasts longer then a month has turned out to be hard.

Getting down with some quality time on the weelie-board and beach noise.

If you wanna get a postcard let me know.

Ask and you shall recive.

Keeper kind, miss you.

LONGNECKS

This is my first drawing in Melbourne.
Don't have a space yet but a dinner table works just fine.
Great skate weather, sorry to rub it in to those of you who are in the winter.

This photo was yesterday when it was overcast and windy, but, today it was so fun.
Launcher. Sliver city if you eat shit.

keeper kind.

TOOTH ACHE

 Have yet to get working again. It's only been a week and a half...Feels like forever though.
When you're sleeping on a good friends couch, skating, tail-bone bruised, tooth ached  and drunk for too many days. Not complaining. Lifes so rad.

Been focusing on getting some future projects rolling in this end of the world.
Interesting work comming up once I find myself more settled.(as of the 27th in my new spot in Carlton)
Hanging by the beach tipping melboure bitters is not a bad way to pass the time though.

Stay kind.

MILK BAR

I've been in Melbourne for three days now.
Loving summer, beach, blisters from skating and good friends.
Hopfully soon I can get a home and get painting again.
Also, the new Black Mountain album rules.

Keep Kind.

COME TOGETHER

 Justin Brady with his new painting.
Chunks jalling around blurring his face.

Great book. New Sculpture.
Last days here in Canada. Can't wait to skate in the heat again.
Big baby jesus I can't wait.

keeper kind.

WANDER

today was kind.
went and picked up some skateboards for my trip from the very very nice people at S&J east coast.
Had a solo drive in the rain which ruled. I think all men like to drive, most of all alone.
Getting the itch...

“Accept me as a wanderer, who from birth was made to stray from the sight of his brothers and sisters, his guides, his mentors, his comforters.”
Henry Miller