Showing posts with label snow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label snow. Show all posts

28 August 2009

BACK TO FISTRAL FOR ANOTHER QUIKIE!!



drawing for quiksilver again this weekend!!! fistral beach quiksilver surf showdown 09, also with legendary guitar manufacturers gibson! live music, surf comp and much booze-ridden excitement!!!! ..and hanging out on the gibson tour bus!!

i have no idea what ill be doing constructively, but it will involve drawing on stuff, having fun, surfing, enjoying the music and beer, and hopefully sun, .. you get the idea!! ::)))

..i was just explaining this to a friend, beth, i bumped into just now in the villiage shop. we were talking about what were doing for the weekend, she says "i need a job where i get to do what i enjoy!" i said "what do you enjoy?" and the conversation lead onto photography, travel, food (but not a chef!), maybe organizing foodie nights, etc and i suggested blogging as a way to share and focus on her interest..

..kind of reminded me why i started this.

..so when beth starts her blog ill post a link here. she suggested a great name.

have a good weekend! come to newquay!!

cosmic

10 August 2009

boardmasters drawing for quiksilver




more pics here
i was hired for quiksilver at this years relentless boardmasters festival in newquay. i had a great time! and drew all day every day. only stopping to eat, go for a pee and a surf at the end of each day. someone worked out that i drew on about 80 hats and t-shirts each day.
i slept for fifteen hours last night.

04 February 2009

the rain is like ice


the rain is like ice

the rain is like ice,
i panicked and thought of a worse,
situation.
snowy banks and icey puddles slapped,
under munchy wheels and brown tyres.

dont breakit dont changeit. stop.
look around, properly.
everything you think youve lost,
is staring you in the face,
everything youre scared to lose,
should go.

warmth and well and food,
thats what makes the world go,
thats why some things fly and others die,
im blathering now and im aware that,
my toes are still cold.

the air outside is gritty,
traffic splutters and grumbles at itself,
hunched figures moan,
and drains drip the thaw,

dont call me. im asleep.



copyright cosmic 2009