My New Year’s resolution. .

….to fill the world up with more of my art crap. I should be sorry. But I’m not.

It’s coming……

…….for us.

I’ve been looking through some of my old files. There’s plenty there. I couldn’t even begin to count. Well I could, but I have better things to do. As we all should. So it’s time to rest on my laurels and dredge up some old garbage of mine. Maybe it will be good for all of us, and stop me from making even more rubbish to clog up the sewers.

At the time (2012) I called this “Smoke.” But we know it isn’t.

This year’s cards.

On their way, somewhere or nowhere.

Santa is here in spirit, and full of spirits.

The side where…..

….dreams go to die.

Where there is smoke…

….it gets harder to breathe.

It’s almost that time….

…….to get some help.

Too many bridges….

….too far for me.

Rat arsed…

…….there was supposedly a kind of street fair organised in my neighbourhood today….

…..but all it seemed to be was turning over the street solely so people can get rat arsed.

That’s not a festival.

I’ve joined the Cat Party.

I have the honour of contributing to the latest Cat Party #9 Zine put together by my zines friends Katie and Joe, way on the other side of the planet. Copies are available from here

Just try…..

……and drown me. I don’t swim. I walk.