from the bin's of bombtown bike shops...

she's alive......

fix'd

This is the first completed piece for an exhibition im working on at the moment, im trying to incorporate the main things in my life. art, tattoo's, fixed gear bikes, skateboards, graffiti and sexy naked females... its only about 20cm square so its a lot of detail for such a small piece. hope u all enjoy and hopefully ill ahve more for u soon.

your god is dead...

bombtown street terrorism. stanley's religious propaganda...

Skate appetite..

I used to skate once 5. Held at zoo... finger lick'in good.

next year.....

WANT

new york.

fresh fixie.

<3

RIP Greg Glock

The pain u feel when u loose someone very close to me is a trying thing... u never know when those feeling will filter there way from the inner depth's of consciousness to wreak  havoc on the simplest of day to day task's. It's not only the pain from loss that u feel but its also the pain for the close people around you that are also having to be strong and continue on with there lives afters all is done and the  realization that u will never see that person, never feel there touch or have them listen to how your day was. I had one of these moment's yesterday when i was looking for some bluetack... how such a meaningless task can cause such feeling's to fester inside. You see 12 months ago i lost someone ever so close to me, my mothers partner. The closest thing i ever had to a step father. We lost him to cancer.. how quickly he was taken from us. For the last 12 months i have been living with my mother. Moved back home so she had some company through this trying time. Just yesterday i found the note below, stuck to a tissue box next to her bed... it has been so long, yet the pain is still so strong. 

Rest in peace Greagory Glock you are forever in our hearts and know that u are watching over the one's closest to us.

I'm mostly happy when in creating...

its been a while in the dark but its back out and in production... 

update

Where am i?

I cannot explain what's been going on recently but i have been getting increasingly more and more fucked up each weekend... i don't know if its because im unhappy with my life for some reason or if its because i have no reason not to. No driving force to drag me off home or tell me I've had too much. I don't know if this is a good or a bad thing. i guess time will tell.

Although at the end of the day, my life is amazing!

strong and hopeless

she has been there, forever in my life...

how did i never see what she meant?

now she is broken..... and i dont know if i have the right glue...

<3

im obsessed, depressed, stressed and just glad at this point im not homeless...

ive been slack resently i know! busy with work and all the things going on in my life... 

my never ending obsession is fixed gear bikes maybe i can build the scene here in brisbane... some photo's for yall.

slinging ready rock sydney for sheeez

walk a new city? the weekend in sydney was amazing. caught up with basa... charlie with amity is randomly one highlight of the trip...

Fame? what are we talking about here? is it people knowing your name? is it knowing people who are as one would say famous? i do beleve its all bullshit... i mean seriously? everyone has an internal struggle to become someone better... u do something in your life and people respect that. i dunno its all just random rant's today... come down from the weekend is crazy! just one thing i think i need to say is to all those girls who giggle and get all flirty because the lead singer of a band is around??? seriously fuck off.. your rediculous... blah... i dont understand the scene anymore, its filled with giggling girls with no ideea and brainless drunken dude's, there has to be more to us then this... im sorry guys im out!

artisticly ive got so much influence but no time to create... blah ill get there.....