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!!

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...

Sugar and Spice and everything nice

John Bracks pictures of children have inspired me.

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."

All things must pass...

Finally got this wheat paste up after months of riding past the spot everyday on my way to work thinking about it. Pretty much all the pieces (the ones I liked anyway) that I have put up have been painted over or stripped. So most of them no longer exist, except here. I like that fact. All things must pass. It keeps me sober.

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.

Set the Captives Free...

Life is Ugly...

You know the rest...

Yesterdays Wheat paste..

Sometimes things just snap together like leggo...You have to imagine you are on a train and you only see this for a few seconds as you go hurtling past going to wherever it is you are going...

Little Guy..

A closer view of one of my little guys...