Day 31: Home, Sweet(?) Home

Yep, I'm finally back.

Have you ever smelt your house after it's been locked up for six months?

This is the first doodle I've done in that time, using something other than a mouse. A bit rough, to say the least.

Also, with a nose like mine, you don't so much pinch it, as push it down flat against your face.

Day 30: Dream journal

Well, if I wasn't scraping the bottom of the barrel for ideas before, I certainly am now.

So, I had this dream the other night: Ya know how a few years ago, there was this panic that the super hadron collider at CERN was going to kick-start a black hole that would swallow the Earth? And ya know how there's a sci-fi cliché about Earth having a sister planet on the opposite side of the sun? Well, in my dream, a scientific accident sent the Earth 1000 years back in time, so the sister planet to Earth, was, well, past-Earth.

The question is, what would relations be like between the two planets? How readily would people exploit their own ancestors? And what would be more interesting—present day Earth traveling 1000 years into the past, or future Earth arriving in present day?

I have to imagine that by 3000AD the planet would be looking a little worse for wear.

Day 29: Xandria has a new album out

I'm a bit on the fence, but this pig seems to be quite pleased with it.

Day 28: Chinese New Year

Happy year of the big red cock!

Day 27: Finale

Catch all the ball AND bat on crotch action as the Sydney Sixers take on the Perth Scorchers in the …
2017 WomBBL grand final
Saturday 28th January
10:30AM Perth time
Live on one of the channel Ten channels
(probably One)

Oh, and the men's final is on at some point in the afternoon too.

Day 26: Further Setbacks

Still not finished.

Day 25: Consolation

I didn't finish what I was working on, so today you get a crappy cartoon (non) lol cat.

Day 24: Storm Fems

I plan to do a more in-depth post on White Nationalists at a later date, but since yesterday's post featured an Antifa trans/fem symbol, today I thought I should feature their sworn enemies. Storm-fags (as they're known online) use a plethora of crosses, swastikas, and weird squiggles, but it's hard to find anything that incorporates anything feminist or LGBT+++ since most of them hate homosexuals and oppose modern-day feminism. I have noticed, however, that they use a lot of females in their propaganda pics. And I mean, A LOT.

They generally come in two versions—little girls who symbolise innocence and purity, which must be protected—and young, tough, physically-fit, and relatively-attractive teens and adult women. I say "relatively" because I notice there seems to be a concerted effort to glamourise "average" or "every-day" women. Very little make-up, practical clothing, girl-next-door type sex-appeal.

It reminds me of the Vietnamese propaganda that my Dad brought home from the war. It was full of hand-painted images of young, "relatively" attractive peasant women leading men into battle.

Also, they love images of pregnant women and women with babies and young children. Well, white ones anyway. Women who bring mixed-race children into the world seem to be regarded as the lowest of the low.

Day 23: TransSickle GenderHammer

Has anyone here ever heard of the anti-fascist-movement? Antifa? Anarcho-communism? Libertarian-socialism? Well, apparently there's a whole mess of these jokers who are generally opposed to governmental authority, generally in favour of collectivist economics, and generally believe that violence is the best way to deal with fascist oppression. Unfortunately, most of them also believe that everyone who disagrees with them is a fascist, and therefore fair game. It's like the far left looked at the neo-nazi movement and thought, "Yeah, we can go one better than that."

Believe it or not, these charming lads & laddettes are multiplying in Europe, apparently in opposition to right-wing movements, which have themselves been growing in opposition to the mass refugee intake. They also, apparently, turned out in force, in America, during Trump's inauguration, to smash up shop-fronts and set cars on fire. Going by the photos I've seen, most of them were sporting fairly vanilla Anarchist & Communist iconography, but there were also a few interesting little mash-ups, including this gem:

This was done entirely with the power-stroke feature in Inkscape, and is composed of nothing more than four straight lines and one circle. That probably means very little to most normal people.

It appears to be some sort of merging of the communist symbol and the trans-gender symbol. I guess it's reassuring to know that even violent thugs are supportive of LGBTQQIAAP+ people. Well, y'know, unless they're in government, or own businesses or whatever.

Day 22: Nature's Bug-Zapper!

Another one where I ran out of time before I was happy with it.

Day 21: I haven't seen anyone do this in donks.

Did anyone else have grandparents who would tip hot tea into their saucer before drinking it?

Day 20: Belief in science

There's been a lot of talk recently about fake news, and the way in which people are splitting off into self-reinforcing echo-chambers; however, something that I find potentially even more worrying is the way this phenomenon is manifesting itself in regard to science. It seems, no matter what it is you want to believe, there's now a scientific study that you can wave in somebody's face that backs up your position—especially when it comes to medicine and behavioural science.

And what's worse is the language that tends to accompany this face-waving: "Are you denying science?", "Don't you believe in science?", "How can you argue with science?", "Science has proved this beyond a shadow of a doubt.", "Science has reached a conclusion on this."

It's this accusatory tone, along with a weird personification/deification of science itself that I find … disturbing.

I've heard a couple of people speculate that we're seeing the results of science replacing religion in the lives of the masses.

What're your thoughts?

Day 19: Give the finger the finger

Looking at my last two pickies has got me thinking about the cultural treasures we've lost in this country, and whether or not we can get some of them back.

Stand up for your heritage and strike a blow against American cultural colonisation! The next time you want to give someone the finger, give them two instead.

You can pry the forks from my cold dead hands.

Day 18: I don't even know.

Only 347 days to go, folks. No way am I going to get absurdly desperate for ideas.

Day 17: Noisy Neighbours

People think they're cute, but have you ever tried asking one to keep the noise down?

Day 16: Aunty Alex' Tradie Tips

This is actually a D.I.Y. tip, but that just didn't roll off the tongue in the same way.

If you live in a reasonably modern house, there's a good chance that your walls are made out of plasterboard. As its name suggests, plasterboard is a big sheet of plaster sandwiched between two sheets of paper. As you can probably guess, there are a few issues you tend to run into when using such a piss-weak building material. First of all, it's incredibly easy to poke a hole in, or knock a chunk out of it—especially when you're moving furniture, or if you have kids who like to roughhouse. Secondly, it's incredibly vulnerable to water damage.

There is an alternative, however …

Thanks to the legacy of James Hardy and their infamous asbestos scandal, cement sheeting's been saddled with a bit of an image problem. The truth is—however—fibro's been asbestos-free for decades. Nowadays, it's sold under the name "Versilux", costs about the same as plasterboard, and doesn't suffer from any of the problems that plasterboard does.

So, why don't builders use fibro more often?

Well … being tougher means it's also harder to cut … which means you have to spend longer cutting it … which means it costs you money, if you're not being paid by the hour. I—however—use it whenever I can. I figure if a little bit of extra time and effort in the short-term is going to save me a hell of a lot of time and effort in the long-term, then why the hell wouldn't I use it. That's just me though.

And as a bonus tip, you can also find a product on the market called "Boscote", which is a general-prupose alternative to plaster—that sets rock hard. Slap it into the cracks between your Versilux™ sheeting, wait for it to dry, and then simply sand it smooth.

…

I know this isn't what I normally do, but I hope somebody gets some use out of this.

Day 15: Hypothetical: Yearning

Today I was thinking …

What would it be like if somebody found a way to introduce heroin into your body without your knowledge? Would would it be like to become addicted to something without even knowing what it was you were addicted to?

And then I started thinking …

What would it be like to be raised in some sort of radical feminist commune where there were no men, no images of men, and not even any sort of references to men (literary, conversational, or otherwise)? What would happen when you hit puberty? Assuming you were hetero, and sexual orientation is biological and not learned, how would human sexuality manifest under such conditions?

You never know what's in them these days.

Day 14: Yellow journalism

Not really happy with this one. Don't think all the elements are coming through clearly and coherently. However, I don't have time to draw anything else tonight.

Day 13: Pak(i) Man

This is what happens when nerds become interested in cricket.

Day 12: A shadow of things to come.

DUN, DUN, DUUUUUUN!

I'm really getting into researching the great interweb social justice wars. … evidenced by the time I obviously put into today's effort.

Day 11: You can't get away from them

They say people are behind the times out here. Sometimes, I don't think they're far enough behind.

1. Large grassy area.
2. Narrow road.
3. Stupid path of stupid teenager with stupid haircut walking stupidly while doing something stupid on his stupid mobile phone.

Day 10: Nasty weather

To be fair, the sun was out of control and the cloud was just trying to settle him down.

Day 9: Mooned

I'm seriously considering the feasibility of making some sort of animation or something out of this series of images.

Fun Fact: 98% of people don't realise that the moon is actually a smug cunt.

Day 8: Whipping a dead horse sheep

"Och, ewe're a fine sassenach wench and naw mistake."
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RUN, SHEEP, RUN!

Day 7: I thought the sleep sheep could use a playmate

Run, sheep, run!

Day 6: Good Night

It's been a long week and I'm off to count some sheep. See ewes in the morning.

Day 5: That's how I remember it, anyway

Okay, maybe my recollection of what happened in the book isn't 100% perfect.

Day 4: I'm glad somebody has it worked out

Tune in tomorrow, to find out what it is.

Day 3: The wheels are falling off already

Come on, we all knew this is where things were headed.

Day 2: The quest for inspiration

I swear, I had no intention of doing anything "Outlander" related until about fifteen minutes ago. Input & suggestions welcome!

New Year's Resolutions

The other day, I realised that this blog is three years old. That's three years of maintaining an "art blog" that contains absolutely fuck-all art. Well, this year, I'm making a resolution to post one drawing every day. For the whole year.

Unfortunately, I don't have anything to draw with at the moment, apart from a mouse. You'll notice I never said the drawings couldn't be shit. Enjoy.

Hey, if it's good enough for that XKCD bloke to make a living off of, I reckon I should be able to get away with pumping out a few bloody stick men, don't you?

Have you made any resolutions for the new year?