Mulga The Artist: sydney indie art

28 April 2012

They've Drunk Our Blood Now It's Time To Die!

These are 2 artworks I completed in my notebook.

They are freaky characters.

Here's a poem I wrote about them and as usual it doesn't make a whole lot of sense.

If any one wants to write their own poem I can put it up on the blog.

An ode to these two freaks

They've drunk our blood

We have no food

Our bellies do grumble

That is quite rude

We will arise

With pitch forks raised

Our rage intense

And justified

We'll gut those pigs

Who caused this mess

Dues will be paid

Of this we stress

Now it's time to die

There's no place to run

Only charred bones will remain

When we're done

Justice will be served

Just like a cake

At the birthday party

But it'll be your wake

The End

See you next time

-Mulga

24 March 2012

Purple Dancing Ratus

I painted 5 pictures of colourful rats in various poses in celebration of the opening of my online shop.

The first 5 people to buy a sticker at the shop will get a colourful rat painting similar to this one for free.

At the time of writing there is 4 paintings available.

Stickers are only $2, buy them here

Here's a poem about purple dancing ratus.

Purple Dancing Ratus

He's a rat

He aint to shy

He killed the cat

But lost his eye

Now he prances

On old cat's grave

All night he dances

As if it's a rave

He waves his hands

In the air

His tail is yellow

And purple is his hair

He's a vengeful critter

An odd little freak

He eats the catty litter

And his breath does reak

See you next time

-Mulga