This is a lower quality version of the drawing. I used my camera rather than the scanner. At least you can see the whole thing! The joke comes from a line in the play about puppets not being able to be lewd because of not having any sex organs. Hence the kiltlifting.

[Puppet Leander.] Here, Cole, what fairest of fairs Was that fare, that thou landedst but now at Trig-stairs?

[Cokes.] What was that, fellow? Pray thee tell me, I scarce understand 'em.  

[Leatherhead.] Leander does ask, sir, what fairest of fairs Was the fare that he landed, but now, at Trig-stairs?  

[Puppet Cole.] It is lovely Hero.  

[Puppet Leander] Nero?  

[Puppet Cole] No, Hero.

Ben Jonson, Bartholomew Fair, 1614

(Hundreds of years later, reinvented as Abbot and Costello's Who's on First?)

(copied the description from the narrower, but higher quality one resourced to this image)

I've been working on this piece for about a week. This is too large to fit on my scanner, so it's missing a lot of detail to the left and right. It's a donation for an art auction to a theatre company here called Vile Passeist who produce non-Shakespearean plays of the Elizabethan and Jacobean era. They're doing a production of a play called Bartholomew Fair.

It was quite the experience to work slowly on something. My stuff is usually intricate, but I still work on stuff in one or two sittings. This was probably about 15 hours all-told. It was also a little nerve-wracking to know that I couldn't correct any mistakes in Photoshop, and that it had to be good to be worthy of an art auction!

Budj and his monster pet go outside to see the rare colourfull stars

An illustration for a project I am working on. Yes, its dark. And morbid. And it will most likely make people think I am completely nuts :p

Finished an oil painting today and thought I'd share. Not the classic Disney version, let me tell ya! :)

Here's #2 Maddison is a vain little child, a result of being told by her relations how pretty she is. An expert of the intricacies of the doll tea ceremony, she enjoys playing the part of imperious tea master and her dolls just go along with it, just for the sake of civility. She found her pet monster bird perched atop the tree by her window, adoring the lovely designs on its feathers as well as the notion of flying with the great winged beast. Primrose, whose name is really Steve, has given up on correcting Maddison on the misconception of his gender. He likes watching football (soccer to you) and entertains fantasies about doing espionage work (though his flashy feathers flushed that fantasy down the drain). He likes annoying Maddison but he does like her... some days. He cannot fly which makes him, concerning Maddison and her ambitions of flight, a very useless pet. But he does make a very effective soccer hooligan and game buddy.

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Feel free to make your own pet monster :D

taken from the old book page series

Pasiv made a beautiful piece of music called 'On the Mathematics of Life' and asked me to write a poem for it. So I did, and reluctantly read it too! :) Then Pasiv mixed it all together and Lawrie Brewster used a ton of records to make a sweet, trippy video. Hope you all like the result of our collaborations!

Will add resources now!!