Hair

In a meeting full of conflict and dissension, I draw an intricate hairdo.

Dream

I am re-drawing some of the pages of my graphic novel; this is a reject drawing because I tore the paper whilst rubbing off the masking medium.

... also endpapers

Zine

I am making a small magazine of the All-Aloneo Archipelago pictures; this is the front cover.

Double-decker tram

I should like to give the impression, or at least cause uncertainty in the minds of my viewers that Melbourne at one time was full of double-decker trams. Is it so impossible?

An Other tram

I remember if no one else does the strange sight of the little yellow maintenance trams whizzing by late at night or early in the morning. What did they do exactly? Vacuumed up the sand from the trams' brake systems? Polished the rails? Who knows; they were cute.

A Tram

Guns, eh?

Well, I drew a bunch of AK47s during the Royal wedding, and the crowing about the murder of that man ... and there is actually no connection. I just thought I should draw something from a photo that I have no real knowledge of, and make it look pretty.

AK

Guns

A Drawing

Dream

I drew this in another fruitless meeting.
This is a character from a comic I am working on. I want to experiment with the way the character is drawn; playing with identity, perception and reality. This is probably how she would imagine herself, while others would perceive her as being harder and less dreamy.

In a frustrating meeting...

I draw this.
It has been a bit of a frustrating week so far, actually. I left my folio at West Richmond station, and received less than helpful service from the Metro employee at Clifton Hill station; how surprising. Well, perhaps I shouldn't mock the intellectually disabled. I was advised to contact the Lotht Property Offith, but as it was after 5pm, I should try next morning. What are the chances of anyone handing in an art folio? Slim I would guess.

Though not strictly situated in the All-Alloneo Archipelago, this lonely island with its handsome Irradiata Pine tree borders the huge and empty Pacific Ocean at its extreme eastern edge.

Flora of the Mysterious All-Alloneo Archipelago

Melancholia Island has a beautiful stand of Bellus amicus, as well as a small jetty. An attractive wrought iron bridge connects this island to Abdominis Maximus which lies adjacent.

The Archipelagos only 'desert' island, Infanta Utera has a single Iron Blood tree, Ferris mirmexas which is tended by Anonychomyrma ants. These fierce little ladies will attack with a burning substance anyone foolish enough to attempt to harm the tree.

The twin islands of Dormir and Torpor are submerged at high tide. They are each blessed with a single mangrove tree of the species Mankus bubox which sweats at low tide a substance said to resemble overripe brie.

A single and venerable tree graces the island of Doloris. It is the last remaining Crow Tree, Corvus perpetua, and is over 2,000 years old.

On the island of Solus Surfexus a forest of Pinus adulata hides a ruined fortress reputed to date from the founding of the 1st Empire. It is haunted by the ghosts of men and women imprisoned there on their way to slavery and death in the Great South land.

The trees of the Island of Sweetgrass are hollow and thus a disappointment to sailors wishing to re-mast a distressed ship after a storm or Kraken attack. The Felicita felicitus or 'Promise' tree however secretes a red, sticky sap which can be used as a tincture to relieve catarrh.