Is the pay packet half empty or half full?

Left over photos from summer, prior to the temperature getting too hot to go outside and half the state burning down



Anyone need a gardener?


Turn's out he is really good at laying bricks too. I payed Mavie to fix the fence that I destroyed whilst trying to jump start my bike a few months ago. Turns out smashing it into a wall doesn't really help to get the engine running. Who knew? He did an amazing job and saved me a fortune AND to top it all off got really sun burnt because his head is so big that Tshirts don't fit over it anymore.


Swedish bikie gangs are no where near as intimidating as our ones


We went to the zoo. First time I've been there since i was a kid.




100+ year old turtles.... not the blonde one though


When we were in the aviary 2 birds swooped Helen, then later this guy jumped off the fence at her. They just let him wander around trying to hook up with girls all day.




I didn't get to see the seals which was the main reason I went. Thats because they are building them a new enclosure which, for some reason, has a huge Oregon style skate park in it?


Poppy's babushka's in Scotty's nutcracker


Mixa and Benny at their dress up party. Benny is the angry neighbour. I forgot what Mixa was meant to be but he looks pretty special in the pink shirt.


Mixa's new pad rules. Palm trees and a mini ramp. I didn't even bother going inside


New Year's Eve


Silent Yeff got a pigeon in his pit, then Nikeem laughed a little bit while Emilie tried to lick her.....?



I showed this photo of Scotty trying to get into Keifer Sutherland's sleeping position in The Lostboys, to Nikeem and he asked me how the hell he got up there.


This photo of the Nick Kilderry pro model step ladder seemed to clear things up for him though.


James bought this white sauce from Japan to Cam's BBQ. It's either gayonaise or brogurt, I cant remember which.


I drew up this dogtown tribute logo for him to get tattooed, he wasn't too interested though.


What's uff?
















Hunter S. Gourlay





Some one was having a shocker








Due to her Viking heritage, Helen is awesome at rowing


Jo freaked out when she found this little lizard so I took care of him. Not in the Mafia way, just in the take him outside and put him out of reach of the cat way.




Beard-o-rama sneak preview


Cheese's birthday at Yellowbird. He bought a huge round of Tip Rats costing about $160 then tried to pick them all up at once and surprisingly dropped a few...along with his pants


The pants dropping was contagious


James is immune though.

Angie sent me these photos of the Stussy store in Chadstone, the fashion capital. These are Tshirts that I designed for them in their own display. Weird. They're retailling for $100 each. Weirder. Economic crisis be damned. Oh speaking of which I got half retrenched so if any one needs some freelance illustration done I'll have lots of spare time to it. Seriously I'm your guy. Please...

This one even has a quote from "The Castle"

Here's some more information from Mavie, enjoy.

Just woke up.........
I'm in an Anarchist Warehouse that got taken over by hippies about
four years ago... it has a giant skate park in it....and I've been
staying here for the past two nights....i even have my own key???
Okay so I finally get the hell out of Macedonia, only to be stung
on the neck by another bloody wasp whilst trying to
leave...definitely time to move on. I start riding through Greece
and its all farms and nuclear power plants, strange paradise. I
find a restaurant next to a lake and order a Greek salad...when in
Rome. The sign on the door said they accept VISA so I don't bother
to ask. Turns out the guy doesn't know how to use the machine, but
he said I'm welcome to camp outside and I can fix up the bill in
the morning and have coffee. Sweet. I wake up early and see white
swans in the lake next to me...ah how nice. I pack my things and
wait for some one to turn up. Finally the boss comes and we have
coffee. I try and pay for it along with last nights dinner and he
tells me not to worry about it. Now he didn't speak English... and
I'm pretty sure he just meant the coffee was on the house...but I
couldn't get through to him I needed to pay for the salad and beer
as well. I didn't want to get the other guy in trouble so I left a
note and split. Riding through the country I was feeling bad that
so far Greece hadn't cost me cent.... then instant karma punches a
hole in my front tyre... should've waited. So that's me on the side of
the road, in the middle of nowhere, with no tools and a flat. After
trying to hitch a ride for ten minutes a taxi pulls over. He has
tools... long story, but the cabbie drives me around, pays ten
bucks for a new tube (what is it with wogs and cash?) and gets me
back on the road in no time. I begged the guy to let me buy him a
beer and pay him money for his trouble. He started shuffling
through religious cards....and said don't worry the Gods were on my
side and left. Alright time to pay these Gods a visit and find out
why I hadn't yet spent any money in Greece....off to Mount Olympia,
their old stomping ground. I arrived at the base 1100m at about
4pm. An Italian climber told me it took him about 8 to 9 hours to
get to the top and back. I had a headlamp and figured I could
easily do the decent in the dark and be back by midnight? Half way
up I met a guy from Prague who said he'd been to the top twice and
said he saw nothing because of the thick cloud cover. Also met a
serious climber who recommended that I not attempt the climb to the
peak because I didn't have the right foot wear..."your life depends
on it!!" He'd obviously never heard of the Vans waffle sole...After
a brutal hike and climb I was perched on the top of the throne of
Zeus at 2917m. The clouds cleared and the skys opened just in time to watch
the sun disappear into the mountains. I've never before seen
anything that comes close to this place. The rock formations...the
view...the light...the air, truly biblical. Right near the top there is a
section no more than 4 feet wide with a 300m drop on either
side...I crossed it on all fours. I still shake when I think about
it. A gust of wind nearly took me off on my way down and I couldn't
move for at least a minute. The Gods reminding me who's house I was
in....I made it to a refuge hut. Spent the night (for free) with a Jedi
climber who'd summitted Everest and fed me soup and liquor. I woke
the next morning on top of the mountain...incredible. I slowly
hiked down completely nackered. I rode to the City...what a
contrast. Met some skaters... they told me to go to this place
called Ifanet. Trying to find the place i dumped my bike and broke
the front brake lever. I was totally exhausted couldn't even hold
up my bike. When I arrived I met a girl that lived there and she
gave me a room with a bed and said everything was cool. Then I met
a guy working on a motorbike. I pulled my brake lever from my
pocket and told him what happened. A BMXer took me through the
warehouse to the skate park which is massive. But built buy BMXers
so unfortunately too rough to skate. It was a guys 30th and they
were having a BBQ. I was handed a beer and some meat and was told
to drink up and eat. All I wanted was sleep but it was party time.
Half an hour went buy and the guy working on his motorbike comes
through and tells me my problems are fixed...errr what. "go and
look at your bike". The dude had installed a new brake lever... he
also built the whole park from stolen wood. They convinced me to
stick around for at least another night. Ok. The party ended in a
giant water fight...good times. I'm off to check out an
Island....tell Jim Greece rules.

Sammy Permanent

Let me start off by saying that Mavie's real name is Samuel which means that the title that i came up with is pure fucking gold. Now, what can you tell me about hair cuts that Mavie hasn't already experienced?

Vancouver, 2001, Mavie finds a bargain... $25 perm. From memory, the people who paid for the privledge of witnessing this folicle chronicle unfold were, me, Ben Hoben, Keegan Swordpants, Dan Cates and Macey but it was ages ago so I may have gotten that wrong.
One thing i do know, Mavie didn't spend a cent and got to look awesome at the end of it.
The crutches are due him breaking his foot a few days earlier, the moral of the story - never let an injury get in the way a good hair style.



I told the hair dresser to give him the tightest spiral perm possible


The whole procedure took about 2 or 3 hours. I kept going in to check the progress and feed him duffins donuts every half hour or so, which is why his face is covered in sugar. Talk about shaving with a pastie


Tears of joy at the amazing result


They say there's only 3 days in between a bad hair cut and a good hair cut. This was taken a few days after the whole operation took place. Unfortunately Mavie's aura was glowing so brightly that some of it fucked up the photo.


This is about 3 weeks later in Las Vegas and I'd decided I'd had too much of a good thing and demanded that he lose the fuzz bomb because he looked too much like Dad.


I remember at one point during this crew cut he became unhappy with the elderly lady's head shaving technique and said (in an extremelt abrasive Australian accent that Chopper Reid would have been proud of) "Oh look just give it here," ripped the clippers out of her hand and shaved the rest himself.


And we're back on the road about 3kgs lighter


I have also updated my art website with some of newer work that I've been doing
www.salvadorgnarly.com