Tuesday, March 31, 2009

A Sentence For Life.

The thing is, these elements are all just elemental. They have to be combined in the correct way to form something pleasing to the brain.

Beautiful, if you will.

The "correct way" is just two words with infinite variation. This is my burden.

Study then, my student.

Study and drink deep of the essence, but beware of the emotion, for it is as real now as it was then, and as salty as the tears running down my face.

Why do we feel this need to create? What is it that lies within us, scrambling to give birth to ideas and concepts that force connection to others, leaving a taste of our soul in their minds.
Maybe this is just the human condition, a simple desire to create and share things of beauty. To give pleasure to others.

This is a good thing.

But is it just by chance that our strokes sweep through time and continue to connect long after we are gone? I think not. A hand greater than ours has made her mark.

Thus the infinite variation is assured, a timeline of creativity generated by passion.

I, Human.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

All In Hand.

If Ms Smith was not at home when this happened, it is obviously a tissue of lies.


This is my latest upload to the gallery, in about 30 colour/color variations.

Saturday, March 28, 2009


Joe has tagged me with the six random things meme.
My life is an open book, fetched from the bargain bin of bananas.

Monday, March 23, 2009

Cool LED Sheep Viral Ad.

I don't know if you have already seen this, but it is pretty amazing.

It's not all for real. A newspaper piece here.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Busy Pushing Pixels.

I'm busy pushing pixels for the online gallery. A sample CRM cover is shown above.
There still isn't anything interesting, but I'll let you know if I think of something.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Name That Tune!

Mr. Dick Small tries his hand at Photobusking.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

True Status.

For Doodle.

Friday, March 13, 2009

You Mean You Don't Have This Album?

Quite possibly the best album & group of all time.

Saturday, March 07, 2009

All Tuna And No Meat.

For Jessica.

Friday, March 06, 2009

Trying Your Patience.

Okay, what does one think? Too controversial? Too focused? Hopefully no longer bland, but maybe overworked?

If you like this could you live with it on your wall? How would you explain it to a visitor?

Thursday, March 05, 2009

Opinion Sought.

I'm thinking of submitting some images to an online gallery, and would like your opinion on what you would prefer to hang on your wall. I churn this stuff out for myself so I don't really have any perspective on merit, or lack thereof.
The CRM style above is nice but would you hang it on your wall as a 24 x 24 inch print?  Do you have any suggestions for improvement?
The bug above is more pop art. Could you live with this on your wall  along with the butterflies I have done previously?

I was surprised how 70's retro the above design and others I have made look. In my opinion, they are really just wall fodder and don't make any statement. Would you want to live with this type of graphic on your wall? I normally post this graphics stuff to BlueBeak so you are welcome to go browse a few other examples. 

I think maybe if I make a few changes, I could do something interesting. Please let me know if you think so too.


Monday, March 02, 2009

Please Forgive Me.

Sans should not drink whisky and Blog.


An expert in his field.

Sunday, March 01, 2009

A Tag By Dale.

Dale has tagged me with a six things meme. On an topical edible note, it is nice to know the Canadian Postal System is as fudged up as the British Postal System.

Is a past life worth anything, or is it nought?
Is this the craft of the author, to take the solid but ordinary foundation of a soul, and to weave a remarkable and charismatic story?

I am not an author. My story so far is none of the above. It is however, mine.

The fudge tale has brought back memories from a past life, and I will embroider this meme accordingly.

I was employed by the Postal Service an infinite number of years ago plus one. It was a good life, and one that I remember fondly.
I learned many things. The picture below is of myself tending to the machinery required to harvest and control the energy from lightning storms. This enormous amount of energy was used to give life to the monsters I constructed from spare body parts. The operating table is just out of shot to the right.
Many of my creations went on to become bankers.

Pictured above is a previous love of that life. Closest to us, her name was 'G' ALF. She started life as a B1 model using thermionic valves as her control electronics, later upgraded to a B6 using 4000 series CMOS by yours truly.
I was not her Master, but her servant. Her Master was NG, the one, the only, the true genius of our time.
All hail Norman Getty!

Pictured above is Norman in classic pose, attending to one of the brick units from G.
I don't have Norman's permission to post his picture, but I'm reasonably sure he won't mind. (too much)

Many of the people I worked with in the P.O. were and are, exceptional and extremely clever. Over those infinite number of years minus one, I attended many training courses. Shown below is another true genius, the famous Instructor E.L.Heggie. instructing the class on Brain Salad Surgery.

Working life then was different. The pace today is much faster and more stressful. It was better then.

The above video is not for those afraid of feet. I think this was a Saturday and Jimmy R. and Jim B. were on shift.
I was in to record some video on the roof, and just happened to capture this while visiting the guys.

My P.O. existence careered onward towards judgement day when this image below was captured as I queued for an optics upgrade. I had won this enhancement in recognition of my character.

Technology advanced through the years and my surgical skills improved to such an extent that I was allowed to take to the roads in a mobile monster creation van pictured above. The lightning gathering rods on the roof worked best when atop a hill. Many of the creations I made in this van went on to become politicians.

And there you have six memories from my long and distant past. It is nothing if not a banana.