Eggmen!

And one more...

And another one of these...

Sahelanthropus tchadensis

Matthew

More Eggmen over the next few days but, in the meantime, here's another one of these things.

With the Principal

Julia

Natalie

John

Charles

Elsa again

Elsa

Deborah

No appointment necessary

He's making progress. After a fashion.

Finally, some Eggmen

More portraits

Dmitri Shostakovich again.

Sahelanthropus tchadensis was, apparently, an early human ancestor ca 6-7 million years ago. Its bones were dug up in Chad, as the name would suggest.

I think I'm getting the hang of this scraperboard/scratchboard thing.

And my Great Auntie Nora. Nora died before I was born so she's not around to complain that I did a bit of a crap portrait of her. In the photo I had, she looks all gorgeous and doe-eyed and willowy in a kind of turn-of-the-last-century way. Sadly, I think I've rendered her looking a bit like a doe-eyed and willowy Greek transvestite.

Other stuff

And still more dot people.

Here's Arnold Bax.

And Franklin Barker! 

Other stuff

No Eggmen this week (yet - the week's not quite over so I might still get one up). The school holiday is on so it's a bit hard to concentrate. What I have been able to do though is sit at my table and obsessively put thousands of tiny ink dots on paper in the shapes of people.

Here's Melanie Klein.

And Erik Satie.

He will book this gig, eventually. I promise.

MORE more other stuff

Dmitri Shostakovich! Stipples! I liked this one enough to actually sign it.

My sister bought me a big box of his symphonies (all 15 of them) for my birthday last weekend. I'm probably going to need some medication after listening to them all (which I plan on doing in fairly quick succession to, you know, get the whole picture) but I'm looking forward to it. Having said that, I've had a big box of Mahler symphonies for a couple of years now and I'm only now getting my head around his 3rd. Apparently, he did refer to it as his "monster" so I do feel a bit less intimidated than I once did.

More other stuff

This is that Weapon X kid again (AKA my son, Franklin).

More "Pepe le Egg" (and a dose of doggerel)

I have to admit that he's starting to creep out even me a bit. He's probably harmless (albeit really annoying) but maybe chemical castration would be for the best.

Like I said, down to business.

Down to business

Tricky bits? What do you mean?

I do realise - and I hereby apologise for it - that we've been malingering outside this door for what probably feels like forever. But next time we'll be moving on. To some other room in the house! Our little manager will think out loud! He'll make a list! And he'll refuse to ask his Mum for help because that would be less than totally awesome. And he may even get around to booking the band's first gig...

Other stuff (after Earle K. Bergey)

Mine's just a crappy sketch - it was an exercise in drawing directly with the pen and without corrections - and not a patch on the original (below) but I think mine at least looks like she might actually use the gun.

There's a whole heap of old Earle K. Bergey pulp covers here. And they're fabulous.

How complicated could it be?

At least we know the business side of things is in safe hands.

More stipples

This is based on an old photo reputed to be of Charlotte Bronte although the jury seems to be out,and it may be on of those little mysteries which never quite get sorted. Although if it really is her, the guy who painted this one took some liberties.

A flock descends...

Here's Toru Takemitsu.

The title of the piece has them descending into a pentagonal garden but that title didn't impress much of a mental image in me. So I thought I'd have them exploding through his body instead.

Backing up a little bit

I'd left that little bit of business with "L'esprit de scalier" unfinished a while ago. The last time we saw him he was striding off to find some stairs. It's in his nature, after all. Anyway, he's found some.

Next time: more McMoist.

I think I'd probably leave too

But - wow - that rhythm section is starting to really kick arse.

Other stuff

Weapon X

This is my 10-year-old son, as a 7-year-old, as Wolverine. With cutlery.
He just had that kind of expression in his school photo that year.

This band is going to have lots of percussion!

Other stuff

Other stuff

Other stuff - coelocanth

More other stuff

Here's another smattering of drawings from my little early morning drawing session; in the quiet, dark part of the day before other people start moving around the house. I tend to pick a subject on a whim and usually find I'm not interested in drawing the same thing over an extended stretch of days but, for a whole week a while back I was really liking lizards. Here are a couple of blue-tongues and a skink.

 

During the warmer months our garden almost seethes with skinks like this one (below). They're about as long as your finger. I think they're drop-dead cute but that's only a function of size, I suppose. We usually have a few scuttling around the lounge room floor which I like a lot but it's a bit of a downer when you go to vacuum under the rug and find a flat little lizard corpse there.

The waiting