American eel, swedish style

On occasions my ink runs out. I used to have to order from abroad but now a days I'm self sufficient as I've found an excellent source of high class inks..

In order to get to the ink I have to dress for the occasion, this means I have to put on my explorer gear with my king size machete, some tobacco and my accordion.

I have to reach into the darkest of the forest this demands some heavy use of the machete.

In the heart of the forst there is a small black pond, and in here a small school of american eel lives. The Eels are hard to bring forward, luckily for me they are suckers for a good polka.

As is common knowledge american eel are notorious tobacco slaves and willing to pay almost anything for some cigarettes.

I extract just enough ink from each eel not to hurt them...

and then pay them with some medium quality cigarettes.

And return home to the old drawing board.

New openings in robotics

Street performance

Stand up comedy

High Drama

Opera

Welcome to the pleasure dome

A new break through in perspective technology, inspired by Gerard Michels perspective drawing.

 Just put the lightweight Dome on your head and your transported to another realm.

Works perfectly as a haven in inner city environments  Or if your not ready to say goodbye to reality, try our Half-a-Dome series with a balance of reality and fantasy.  Also try our Vanishing point products

glimpses from my life

A selection of birds takes turns in trying to wake me up each morning, starting with the gentle singings of the humming birds ending with the northern mockingbird.

Having depleted all the online courses on iTunesU. I now use a system of intern professors, each taking their turn enlightening me.

As all professional illustrators knows the quality of the draughtsman is not measured by the lines he draws but on the amount of pens he has. As you can see I'm a very good draughtsman

Coming up with new posts for my mediocre blog is much easier since I installed the motive wheel, I made mine myself but I hear you can get them from IKEA now.

Rococo Borg versus the Association of modernist Architects

The Rococo battle cube

Rococo Drones

SS Mies van der Rohe, scout vessel

First encounter

SS Frank Gehry, Battlecruiser AMA

Architect shock troopers
The Rococo borg Queen tackles the chief Architect

Mr Cthulhu part 6, back in leotards

With combined forces the Cthulhus together dictates their story to the slightly confused gentleman.

and with some clever use of copy and paste they soon had a book finished, a guaranteed best seller

Working on a more scary outfit for Mr Cthulhus comeback the choice fell on leotards, the most scary clothes known to civilization.

With an generous advance on book sales, Mrs Cthulhu finally could afford a completely new way of living more in line of her deepest wishes.

Mr Cthulhu repositioned in his company again was the hottest name in the scaring industry, safe in the knowledge that if he were to be pestered by a competing scare company ..

he only had to sit down besides Mrs Cthulhu with some ill placed questions on soap plots to erase any upcoming firms from the scare sector. Mrs Cthulhu is very particular with her Television habits.
THE END

Mr Cthulu part 5, the wrath of the great old one

Arriving in town, Mrs Cthulhu gives a card to her son with an address, she tells him to fetch a man living there.

At "Scary Clown" the CEO is enjoying the fiscal report on the year so far, the times sure are great for "Scary Clown"

Suddenly Mrs Cthulhu enters the room with a bang, stating she'll go Paleozoic on their asses if they do not return Cthulhu inc immediately. Instead of obeying Mrs Cthulhu the angry clown CEO pressed the alarm horn. Calling for help throwing the crazy woman out of the building.

Strange sounds could be heard all over town, what fiendish deed did the scary clowns do to Mrs Cthulhu?

In her softest voice Mrs Cthulhu restated her demands. Now that the clowns had a better understanding of the Paleozoic era, they were more than willing to comply with her every wish.

Back at the car Mrs Cthulhus son were waiting with a rather confused looking man dressed in a thawb.
To be concluded tomorrow...

Mr Cthulhu part 4, domesticated

With his company in hands of scary clowns and not daring to venture outdoors due to hordes of rabid poodles mr Cthulhu is forced to stay indoors.

Mr Cthulhu tries to interest himself in his sons dance, but mr Cthulhus has lived a sheltered life, the intricacies of modern ballet passes him right by.

Mr Cthulhu joins his wife in front of the television. Mr Cthulhus utter lack of any rudimentary knowledge of celebrity culture and his persistent questions about the the plot lines of the soap operas soon puts Mrs Cthulhu in a borderline state.

The fact that Mr Cthulhu copes badly with alcohol, a mere martini puts him safely to sleep. Mr Cthulhus mammoth snoaring finally puts Mrs Cthulhu into action.

Mrs Cthulu removes her curlers puts on her battle face, fetches her son and

..head into town, no clown is to destroy her sanctuary..
to be continued .....

Mr Cthulhu part 3, a poodle interlude

The poodle community is closely knit and soon there was not one poodle in town that didn't know that mr Cthulhu had been spotted without his Shoggoth

Lost in thought mr Cthulhu suddenly was awaken by a large amount of angry poodles heading towards him, this did not bode well..

Soon mr Cthulhu was running for his life, poodles have long memories and many where the poodle that bore scars from encounters with the Shoggoth. Hell hath no fury like a poodle scorned.

At last mr Cthulhu found safety in a tree, it soon was evident for mr Cthulhu that he was in for a long wait. For the first time of his life mr Cthulhu was afraid.

It was well into the night until rescue came. Mr Cthulhus son, worried that his father had failed to come home, had searched for him all over town aided by the Shoggots keen sense of smell.

Driving home in mr Cthulhus sons compact mr Cthulhu sat silent..
to be continued next week.