Forever...

It's been ages since i posted, busy busy.

My exhibition came and went and I consider it to be a success. On Monday at about 4pm the family and I got to Molesworth Street. Hardly anyone there at that time but it was buzzing a half later, lots of old people, lots of still life, lots of landscapes, lots of wine.

The gang showed up soon after that and the Lord Mayor said a few words which i cant remember or didn't listen to to begin with, methinks i was drinking on an empty stomach. There was actually a lot of interest in my work, it really stood out. But anyways I was starving so I left a couple of hours in, so very hungry.

Yesterday I got super news, I had sold a painting, YAYS! I am now slightly wealthier and a lot more confident. Truth is I would have been happy with no sales, I was ecstatic with the amount of interest in my work amid so many other entries.

Gonna start on something else tomorrow, something way more serious than a goldfish.
Have that kids book to toy with for the collective. I'm looking forward to do that, a bit of scary charcoal and chalk sketches and luminescent ink, FUN!

Just back from town, helping my darling Lou with the zine fair, lots of redheads around, strange. The zine fair was fun, fucking love Lou's work. Talked to a few other artists/writers, lovely people, that shit about NCAD students being wanks is complete drivel, every NCAD student I have met is bang on.
Got free shit which i will fuck with my eyes tonight, curtains closed.

It's been a good week, lots of shit done, bbq yesterday with the lads, dirty stories and oestrogen spiked beer, THANK YOU GROOVESHARK YOU KNOW HOW TO MAKE ME DANCE!

I'll be in touch.



I was working in the lab late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
For my monster from his slab began to rise
And suddenly to my surprise


He did the mash
He did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
He did the mash
It caught on in a flash
He did the mash
He did the monster mash


From my laboratory in the castle east
To the master bedroom where the vampires feast
The ghouls all came from their humble abodes
To get a jolt from my electrodes


They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They did the mash
It caught on in a flash
They did the mash
They did the monster mash


The zombies were having fun
The party had just begun
The guests included Wolf Man
Dracula and his son


The scene was rockin', all were digging the sounds
Igor on chains, backed by his baying hounds
The coffin-bangers were about to arrive
With their vocal group, "The Crypt-Kicker Five"


They played the mash
They played the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They played the mash
It caught on in a flash
They played the mash
They played the monster mash


Out from his coffin, Drac's voice did ring
Seems he was troubled by just one thing
He opened the lid and shook his fist
And said, "Whatever happened to my Transylvania twist?"


It's now the mash
It's now the monster mash
The monster mash
And it's a graveyard smash
It's now the mash
It's caught on in a flash
It's now the mash
It's now the monster mash


Now everything's cool, Drac's a part of the band
And my monster mash is the hit of the land
For you, the living, this mash was meant too
When you get to my door, tell them Boris sent you


Then you can mash
Then you can monster mash
The monster mash
And do my graveyard smash
Then you can mash
You'll catch on in a flash
Then you can mash
Then you can monster mash