Author: pauldaviescartoons
Flying parrot and ‘Essence of Jungle’.
Here’s drawing I did many years ago and it’s the bottom half of a poster, this version with all the rough bits straight from the artwork, no digital messings here. I sometimes look back at work done in the past and the hairs on the back of my neck stand up with embarrassment at what I produced ( and charged good money for, in those days the money was good! ). I must have had a brass neck. This is an exception but in this case the client was myself, it was for my own promotional poster and was eventually printed … Continue reading Flying parrot and ‘Essence of Jungle’.
Friendly fire?
You need to have seen yesterday’s for this to make sense, or maybe not. Continue reading Friendly fire?
Jesse Fuller – The Lone Cat
Originally posted on The Immortal Jukebox:
‘Ultimately, man should not ask what the meaning of his life is, but rather must recognise that it is he who is asked. In a word, each man is questioned by life; and he can only answer to life by answering for his own life; to life he can only respond by being responsible.’ (Viktor Frankl) ‘I was leaving the south to fling myself into the unknown … I was taking a part of the South to transplant … To see if it would grow differently, if it could drink of new and cool… Continue reading Jesse Fuller – The Lone Cat
Man made.
The sun on my back.
Thoughtless.
BIY: Bodge it yourself.
I came across this at the weekend, a very old piece of work and remember the circumstances well.I was asked to do this cover the day after I managed to put a hole through our dining room floor by mending … Continue reading BIY: Bodge it yourself.
I could have been someone…
It’s really not so terrible…
February 7th 2015 – Communication breakdown
Originally posted on thehappyhaikuer's Blog:
Tunnel approaching, Furiously composing, ‘Send’ pressed, signal gone. Continue reading February 7th 2015 – Communication breakdown
Dear Critic
Originally posted on idiotpruf:
Dear critic, I want to extend my deepest apologies to you. I know that I have failed you, as a blogger, and as a man. I understand that my blog is not what you desire it to be. But know this: I feel your pain. Every time I stumble upon a blog about a person dealing with their battle with depression, I think to myself: why aren’t you blogging about pumpkins, or carving pumpkins into jack-o-lanterns, or pumpkin pie, or any type of pastry? How dare you blog about something that is important to you? Every… Continue reading Dear Critic
