Man its been a while... hello to everyone! Have been on a big trip into life. Both great and not so! But im back and its getting interesting. I look forward to talking to you all again soon!!!

Busy busy busy busy......

I been partying just little to much the last couple of weeks..... Work is real pissed with me, but I'm having a great time!

Its pretty cool though at parties having your arm in a sling. The ladies have been all over me & the dudes get the shits when I walk up to the girls he talking to cus they all turn to me and say ohhhh baby what happened.. I tell them I saved a burning pregnant lady from a tree.

Tonight should be a good on cus Im doing a large live painting at a party. Will be dressed in all black with a nice bright new sling holding my arm...... If I dont at least get a phone number tonight I will be suprised

Why not get something good out of it hey? It fucking hurts like hell!

Mother Fuck me my arm hurts Have to go to work all week as well I have to do my couier work. Its my company so the pressure only comes from me & one of my buddies has put his hand up to come with me to help do all the lifting for me.

But ........ ouch

Was a pretty good weekend untill I crashed on a training ride at 50 kpa tonight. Did the same jump I always do up onto a trafic island. Did the usual tail flick out to the side while in the air. But this time onlt the front wheel landed on the trafic island and the back landed on the road and flicked me 180 through the air slidding to a halt on my side. I shattered my arm and took off alot of skin. Now have a nice cast to keep me company for the next 8 weeks. I have to see a specialist on tuesday. He will tell me if it needs reconstruction.

But have had so many busted bones im not worried. Fuck it would have looked good in a replay. I got some nice air! (ouch)

Hello. Been a bit on the busy side of things hence the lack of journal entries. Last week was all about the gallery, with moving the the rest of my gear into my studio space at the gallery. Then I had a lock in from Friday night till 5am Monday morning where I started a new large painting. Was cool I think I only left the place twice to get food. Just painted n played music. I love falling asleep with a brush in hand just to wke up a few hours later and start painting again. Went back last night for more & am spending the night there again tonght. I cant get enough!

There have been a couple of gallerys close by that have been shut dowm cus the buildings are being turned into plush wanker pads . But on the bright side some of the crew from both gallerys look to be joining forces in mine. So things are looking quite good!

Now on the brighter side of life, Im starting to figure out my ex girl seriously thinks Im a nut case. "GREAT!" But she openly admits insanity herself & she seems the only one to think Im nutty so what do you do? HEY? I try to get through to her but Im met with some very contradictory & very hard to follow lodgic.... our break up was tough and her parents have just split so I really dont blame her one little bit at the end of the day..... I guess I just have to vent and hope that one day she can move past the rough times... Fingers crossed for her. I really feel for her even though I was good with breaking up in the first place I still really feel for her through this and I cant get to her the help her

But for now....... its time to slap on the spandex! Im goin off road with my baby racin mountain bike on this nice fast trail I found not to far away. Love it..... the trail is so tight the branches splap you as you go past, you cant see round the corners, nice tricky bits.... Flat out mayhem (in my head anyway)(I must look funny. I go at race pace right through the trail. People must think im nuts or a wanker)(but I love it so go fuck your self! )

Later.... p.s. Friday 30th @ the Cricketers! Cheak the Aussie Group

Just got home from Friday night....... feelin a little fragile

Hey guys, been a little while before I have updated. have been flat out in ma biz and my gallery (note the gallery isnt work).

Had a good weekend. Painted alot. I added two new pics to my gallery section.......... did that yesterday. AND got the fuck out n cought up with da gang Dont know where to start but it was a fuckin rockin couple days/nights.

Anyways, looks there may be a few of us SG's hookin up this friday. Chek the sydney hook up in the OZ group. or contact me here or via email.

Come one come all! And to my buddies here I would love to meet you in the real......

Yeah....umm wow what a weekend! Just chilled n painted, went for a couple of nice mountain bike rides, ate well, wished I was out all the time.............. Right now I have to behave myself for a while and not go out Thursday night - come home Monday, $1000 & my mind etc etc. My gallery is growing and Its just come to far and looks to be going alot further so it is time to look after myself and have a few quiet nights to ensure things stay on track.

I hope you all had good weekends! Not much to say except.... Ho Hum...... I think next weekend may be a different story. There will be alot to party for! But I must keep why hush hush for now.

My mother has always been supportive of my art when I was growing up. Well almost..... from about the age of 12/13 I started to seriously draw alot! So much so in the end its all I ever did in class and as you could imagine I wasnt the most popular student with the teachers. But I wouldnt have had it any other way. So much so that in the end I just didnt turn up for school ALOT just to hang out with my friernds n play music, play our instruments, make funny films while stoned off our heads at who evers house had their parents who at work all day at the time etc etc. They were good days.

Ended up getting expelled from that school. The one my dad went to........... and his dad. You can imagine how that went down! Then I got explled from the next school for much the same thing. I.e. doing art in maths, turning up to school with a new tattoo, always stoned on grass and got very crafty with fucking with teachers. So they set me free.

Its been almost 12 years since I got booted out of school. I have had seriously about 40 jobs between then and now. Including several years in the film industry. I threw that in to shoot docos with my own money in third word countries. Ran two of my own small companies. Have done alot of aid work.Traveled a fair bit. Did stints at university with very good grades. Which was good for my confidence as I pretty much got Ds through out my later years in school.

Now i'm founding a big art gallery with a youth out reach program to teach art to kids who have been down rocky roads. And have an environment for them to work in with myself and other established artists in inner city Sydney. This program came from an absolutly horrible time in my life (only 4 months ago). I will spare the details but it involved a close friend dying, myself very nearly being killed & a long stint in hospital as a result. As well as other asorted thing that would have been enough on their own, but it all happened at once.

My light at the end of the tunnel was to set this program up to help anyone who didnt have the friends and family I do who helped me get up and going again. Due to what happened to me I was give up to 9 months to recover. But putting everything I had into this project and doing art I skipped 6 months of the recovery process and now have a n amazing group of people working with me to run all this.

I have been planning the first exhibition in my gallery to be of my own work I did and am still doing that are directly drawn from the dark depths of my experience. I fugure its a good idea to show show case that you can turn awful into something productive and in the process you get out all the bad energy.

This brings me back to my mother........ as I mentioned earlier I was a shit and shit at school (even art class). I went back to uni for a while and saw i was getting good marks and that was kind of all I needed so I hit the road again and left. Art has been what has gotten me through alot of things and it is my life now. Its my passion and the love in my life.

At this stage in my life with whats going on with the gallery, I'm feeling ok about myself and have a healthy level of confidence in the things I do..................... UNTILL ABOUT TWO HOURS AGO!!! I havnt seen my mother for a while but she knows whats going on with all the working of the gallery and my exhibition. I was having dinner with her toningt (she is an amazing painter by the way) and she tells me I should stick to drawing because, as she said, "I know thats what your best at"!!!

Ok to cut a fucking long story much shorter (if anyone has made it this far?). As much as I thought I had my shit together and was strong enough to only listen to the good comments coming my way about my paintings..... Mum shattered me with one sentince. I cant even look at my paintings now!

She ment well & I will get over it. But my point is. Mothers never stop being mothers. And no matter what hard mother fuckers in life your used to. And how strong you become through a not so normal life. Your mother can bring you down with one sentance..........

Thats the power of love and respect.