Monday, May 21, 2012

Viva la madre! (Part 2)

Trust my mum to have a birthday a mere week after Mothers' Day, forcing me to make another card. Oh, woe is I. This millstone of years of love about my neck threatens to destroy me.


On the up side, it allowed me to use THE STUDIO SPACE I'VE RECENTLY STARTED TO RENT for the first time!



Thanks, Mum!

Monday, May 14, 2012

Viva la madre!

Happy Mothers' Day!
For yesterday.

Here is a card I made for mine.

It represents a controlled explosion, symbolic of the potential instability of the relationship between mother and child, and yet simultaneously the paradoxical beauty that may be found within this chaos.

Or it's a flower. A pretty, pretty flower.

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Dubious dining

Food, you say?

Here are last month's munchables, described in the poorly metered manner of an irritating riddle master you'd meet on a quest. Onward, adventurers!

Sweet potato and leek pie, with parmesan and breadcrumb crust
'Cause when your mate brings excess spuds home their disposal is a must
 Now come scones with jam and cream, made for my mum's delectation
As I feel that now I'm all standing 'twixt her and starvation
 A recurring theme: edible dicks, with red velvet cake interior
Though cream filled, compared to others they were quite inferior
 Mashed spuds, caramelised onion, stuffed shrooms, lemon-thyme steak,
with cream cheese-filled chicken on the side: guaranteed stomach ache
 A bento box - though colourful, a consummate disaster
All rice was once in seaweed wraps, but only one did last(er)
 Apple and thyme stuffed pork, roasted spuds, grilled veggies a plenty,
Next time 'round I'll try roast blackbirds one and twenty
 Blazed yums cooked late one night with lemon and rosemary, 
Despite its hasty origins: the most delicious thing in memory!
Hazelnut and honey cups of cake for a friend's birthday
I left some out on our counter top and ants whisked them away. 

True story. 

Now, dear reader, with bonds broken, 
Your reading debt repaid, 
May I convey apologies
For your time spent waylaid.

Yes, you may now wander, 
Quietly affording me due scorn,
While going forth to masturbate
to hours of fetish porn.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Remember that thing...

... with the nuns and stuff I've been working on for ages?

Well, I've still got shitloads to do.

But here's a little more that may or may not be finished. (I'm hoping for the latter, but the jury's still out. At the pub. And they're not going to be back for a while.)

Another alien monk, this time with a blasting device:
 And Voice, the body possessing space demon:
I've decided that I really don't like drawing on the computer. Again.  Boo! Hiss!

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Fingers crossed

I hope that this doesn't technically count as fanart for my workplace. Because it isn't. It really, really isn't.

In fact, when inspiration struck I was deliberately undermining my employer by browsing Tales of The Unexpected covers on company time. See, I'm still cool. Right? RIGHT?