Improvised Eye #1

Entirely fictional and improvised, this was a ‘speed’ sketch meant to get my hands functional again after years of not drawing anything at all though – evidently – my fingers still work just fine and require ahh, no warm-up.

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Oracle #1

Resurrection..

With half a dozen completed illustrations now I have to fight the strong urge to upload what I’ve done every time I update here, but I’m still in the process of developing the concept and this is the internet: full of arseholes with no originality of their own who will happily rip anyone else’s ideas and claim they created them, so tiny snippets here and there are all I’m willing to give away at the moment.

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Fucking lockdowns..

Week three of another lockdown and I’ve started writing a work of kinda-fiction, because why not. Also part two of the months post, because the other one got stuck and I can’t be arsed fucking ’round with it when contining in a new one is, easier.

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Queen of the Hive

This months post will not be all about her but really, she’s pretty engaging: though I’ll use words like “Cute” and “Feisty” as descriptors for Amanda, she’s more complicated than that – the reason she’s central to the plot recently is that she’s central to the cleaning.

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“You’re a good boy..”

Maybe a tiny bit patronizing, sure, but she’s lovely: both supervisors love me, which is all that really matters when you’re boxed in a site with someone day in and out so really, the people I want to love me already do and the only ones who don’t are those I haven’t spent time with or the few boring ones who have no personality anyway – the grinners.

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No wait, hang-on, fuckit..

I’m still exhausted and it’s Monday tomorrow: maybe because I’ve not done anything yesterday or today dunno, but the school disco was on Friday afternoon so there’ll doubtless be even more work than usual.

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Goodbye Katoomba!

It’s genuinely too hot lately to give a shit and I figured out what I hate most about hot weather: you never, never get to just feel fresh for a day when it’s hot – the moment you wash yourself you’re sweating again and washing your clothes is almost pointless but you’ve still gotta do it to eliminate the filth and stink.

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Tis the season, so I’m told..

Never feels like it though, since there’s never any reason to pretend to be jolly when most other people actually are as I spend yet another christmas alone. As compensation of course, I had no qualms about spending over $900 on a personal upgrade as my christmas present with everything from a new smart watch and my favorite armani cologne to over a dozen new merino tops, bottoms, socks and underwear from macpac which genuinely did make me not care much about spending christmas day alone, smelling myself, rubbing myself and eating like a pig.

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No sleep for me..

I start work, cut groovy animals out of shrubs in the ex’s yard, start annoying my supervisor for more work and I dunno the month has only begun so this excerpt will be rewritten towards the end.

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