"Got a headache..."

Some drawings from the market on the beach today.

..so I can't be bothered...

Yesterday tried drawing something different from life rather than people lazing about in the sun. So I went down near the beach were all the skaters/rollerbladers/bmx people go. Was trying to capture them at speed - tough!

Didabout six pages, but I thought I'd refrain from spamming the post with them, so I've chosen two - I think the first and second to last pages I did.

...to think of lyrics

Some scribblings from last week/weekend

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey

Was on the beach all day yesterday with some friends, lots of beer and lots of sketching. Not much variation I'm afraid. Another glorious day today but I don't know if my indoor xbox body can handle another day of sun...

"Everybody Goes Surfin'"

New idea I had on the way home from work - Romantic comedy as typical as it gets. Except the story is told from the perspective of the slobby comic relief best friend who isn't really in on the joke and thinks everyone is just acting nuts. For example:

Kooky (but not too kooky -just has dyed red hair and a weird obsession eg: She always cries at Daffy Duck cartoons because he gets relentlessy bullied by Bugs) Girl stands in torrential rain at 4 in the morning with a boombox (must be tapes, not 'soulless' CD or - God forbid - MP3) playing 'Be My Baby' while she mimes to it.

Geeky (but actually just an unthreatening, not complete pyscho frat boy cock) Boy hears her and looks out the window. His heart melts for this ker-azy chick and he decides he can forgive her for her drunken, misunderstood kiss with the pyscho frat boy cock from earlier.

The neighbours look out their windows and their hearts melt at such a show of TRUE LOVE even though it is 4 in the morning.

Comedy Relief Best Friend leans out the window and screams "SHUT THE FUCK UP! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? IT'S 4 IN THE MORNING. I HAVE WORK IN TWO HOURS!"

Everyone ignores him and joins in on the chorus while neighbours say stuff like "You go girl!" and (in thick Brooklyn accent) "Why aintcha never serenade me like that Harvey?" "Ah, shaddup!"

Comedy Relief Best Friend gets into bed alone.

There's a ghost in my house

My hands at ATP.

I really do have a palm that big.

They are all my left hand apart from one.

See if you can find it.

With a green-fuzz skull and crossbones

Sketching done at ATP - on the grass.

"Are you drawing all the hipsters?" someone asked me.

I was.

Drink the long draught, Dan,

Sketching done at the last Raised On Replicas gig.

Pen was running out.

You won't find anything more ridiculous, than this new profile razor unit

Some sketching from a couple of weeks ago near Brighton beach.

"When I Saw, Mushroom Cloud"

Had an idea of a story about a spoon. Marked here for a reminder.

It's called 'The Spoon'.