Fish Head...

Today's Covert operations...

Covert Operations...

This one is in honour of a local bag lady where I grew up. She used to walk these streets and laneways with her shopping jeep

stencil after the gleaners by Millet

Different location

The boot is full and ready to roll!!

Negetive spaces

Been mucking around with cloud filled sillhouettes on and off for a little while and have combined it with an idea for a paste up or stencil taken from "The Gleaners", by Millet.



This one is inspired by a bag lady that used to live next door to us when I was a kid. She died in awfully tragic circumstances and I used to see her all the time walking the streets with her shopping buggy. This is a way to kind of honour her memory.

I like to think of these pieces as being about loss. The holes left by being (and not being) human. Sometimes tragic, and lacking dignity, squillions of forgotten people that we never knew as potentially real spaces full of mystery and meaning.

The Voice of a generation...

A guy walked past as I was doing this and asked "Arent you?" I didnt really have a response...

Stage Two

Stage One

Love Birds

Didnt quite turn out the way I hoped, and you cant see the outlines very well due to paper glare. But I am liking this concept and am happy with how the flat black acrylic paint worked on the brickwork. ( Yes I actually went to the trouble of painting the wall to do this piece.)

My Nervous Emu

Have wanted to do this one for a while

New Wheatpaste

Across the road from my old High School...

Latest Wheatpaste..(talk to the hand)

Close up

First wheat paste I've done in ages. I actually had something else in mind today, but this piece works I think...

More Detournement

This was originally an ad for GPS systems. I pasted it up on the wall of an abandoned building in Brunswick. Came out orright me reckons

The Newmarket Gallery

Pasted up some A1 stencils I had been working on the last month or so. Ran out of Wheatpaste, so didnt get up everything that I wanted to. A very cool looking dude and his girlfriend walked by as I was working. He didnt like it. A bunch of 13 year old kids walked by too. They thought it was, "mad."

Ke?

A little something that Ive been working on this week... I work therefore I am therefore I am therefore I am... I am?

Car head

No this isnt my own work. Snapped it a year or so ago some where in Brunswick or Northcote or somewhere...

Suffering produces...??

I wrestled with where to put this piece for the last few weeks. It was originally going to go on the railing of an overpass near my house where it would be seen clearly by all the traffic that comes up over the rise heading north or south on Pascoe Vale road.



But I wrestled with that. The question is, what do I want to attain by doing this? Is it just another form of brand recognition? So, while I was wandering around the back laneways of Moonee Ponds, today, in between buying milk and grabbing some DVD's from the video shop, I pondered this a bit. The main strip of course was its usual bustling, retail self. Overflowing with beautiful people reading papers and having coffee, and walking their dogs, and corralling their kids. While I wandered up and down the bluestone laneways behind all this prosperity, all of a sudden, there, standing huddled together on a patch of gravel in a red brick Cul-de- sac, was a man and a woman, with what looked like some Bourbon and cola cans with straws in them, lighting cigarettes against the wind.



And so I knew where this piece had to go. In a doorway where very few people would ever see it. And it was the most satisfying thing I have done this week.

City of Refuge...

Well... not quite..


What I am loving at the moment, is the very different perspectives I get when I am in my local area, and when I am in St Albans during the week. Here, on a Sunday afternoon in Moonee Ponds, you dont see any marginalized people. You see alot of BMW 4WD's however. At least two passed me in the laneway today while I was doing this piece. You see a lot of hair product and fashion. Really... very hot people. In St Albans during the week, the view is very different.

Prayer

"Ultimately, our hopes for liberation — from capitalism, from its power brokers, and from all other historical powers operating in the service of Sin and of Death — are totally dependent upon the action of God. So we cry out to God and we long for an apocalyptic event — the in-breaking of God’s Spirit of Life into history." - Poser or Prophet

Nuff said.

Failure

Sometimes, things dont snap together like leggo

This Weekends work...

Another addition to the wall I am calling "no man is an island."

Todays Work...

This piece is in a spot that morning and afternoon, from Monday to Friday is chock - a - block with school kids from three private girls schools and three or four surrounding public secondary schools...Its in a nice obscure spot at the entrance to an abandoned house. A rare thing in suburbs surrounded by Private Schools.