Jerry the Giraffe

I was commissioned to draw Jerry the Giraffe by an ear, nose, throat doctor's surgery.

They had already purchased a print of Eden the Enigmatic Elephant who represented the ears and nose and now they just needed the throat to compete the trifecta.

Jerry the Giraffe was the ideal candidate.

© Mulga 2013, Jerry the Giraffe, Posca on Paper, 30 x 42 cm


An Ode to Jerry the Giraffe

Jerry the Giraffe is unique in his tower
Because of his magical colours his voice has power

He’s memorised all the tunes from the Lion King
And for miles around all the animals hear him sing

He has a voice so smooth like Elton John
And everyone loves when he sings that special song

He always wins the savannah talent shows
And afterwards all his fans give him a rose

The End

The Basel Royale Art Prize 2013 - Live Painting

This Thursday night I will be painting live and competitively at Lo Fi. The winner out of 24 finalists is a sweet adventure to Miami.

It will be radical and the thing I am painting will have axes and horns and beards and lightning bolts in it so you know it will be good. 

I need peeps there to vote for me with magical golden tokens that they give you on the night.

You can also vote for me on instagram by giving my picture of Spout Trunk Sammy a like on the instagram called @loficollective.

Where: Lo-Fi, Kinselas Building, Level 2, 383 Bourke Street, Surry Hills, NSW
When: Competition: 6pm – 9pm Thursday, September 12, 2013

Anton the Aztec Goat

© Mulga 2013, Anton the Aztec Goat, Ink on Paper, 21 x 30 cm

An Ode to Anton the Aztec Goat

A goat called Anton rowed his boat

Every day around the castle in the moat

And in that boat he wore a coat

And its patterns were great, he was known to gloat

“In the Incas I obtained my patterned coat”

In his daily journal is what he wrote

The coat was payment made in full

For head-butting one rampaging bull

He butted the bull and it ran away

And he saved all the village folk on that day

But that was a long time in the past

And now he can’t even run that fast

His time is now spent as a goat in a boat

Paddling in a moat while wearing a coat

It might seem silly but it floats his boat

That Anton the Goat who’s known to gloat

The End

Bear Hat Bob

© Mulga 2013, Bear Hat Bob, Posca on Paper, 30 x 40 cm


An Ode to Bear Hat Bob

Bear Hat Bob is an outdoors guy
At home in the mountains and under the sky

He walks around with his sunglasses pink
Even at night it seems odd you might think

Bart the Bear was his very best friend
The wilderness they journeyed from end to end

One day in the spring they came across a river
The water was cold it made them shiver

They attempted to cross on a fallen tree
But Bart fell into that freezing stream

He couldn’t swim so he drowned to death
He had breathed his last, his very last breath

Bob was so sad and he cried for week
He cried in the day and he cried in his sleep

To remember his friend, the Bear called Bart
Bob wore him as a hat and now they’re never apart

The End

Trevor Trumpet Face

© Mulga 2012, Trevor Trumpet Face, Ink on Paper, 15 x 21 cm


An Ode to Trevor Trumpet Face

He has big elephant ears and a trunk for a nose
He has a trumpet on his face and it looks like a hose

With every sneeze his big trumpet sounds
And the largeness of the volume knows no bounds

It scares away all the birds in the trees
That’s exactly what happens every time he does a sneeze

The End

Ole Pointy Beard Pete

© Mulga 2012, Ole Pointy Beard Pete, Posca on Paper, 30 x 40 cm

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I was commissioned to paint this for a lucky gentlemen's birthday present.

Buy a print of this here.

An Ode to Ole Pointy Beard Pete

Ole Pointy Beard Pete loves his single fin stick
It goes super fast and rides real slick

He always runs swiftly towards the ocean
As if he is strengthened by some magical potion

His beard trails behind like a bushy tail
And sometimes he uses it as a sail

He’s a surf hunter adventure man
He’s surfed in Alaska and even Iran

He once rode a wave onto the back of a whale
Then the whale got angry and flicked it’s tail

That was the best darn ride Ole Pete ever had
And when he remembers that day it always makes him glad

The End

Illustrator Australia 2013 awards

I won Gold in the Illustrator Australia 2013 awards for my entry of these 4 bearded dudes. Goes to show beards a pretty rad.

Here's the link to the awards page http://www.illustratorsaustralia.com/news/illustrators_australia_awards_2013_winners

Bearded Elvis

© Mulga 2012, Bearded Elvis, Ink on Paper, 30 x 40 cm

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Today ( 23 March 2013) marks the day 56 years ago that Elvis’s debut album, “Elvis Presley” was released.

I drew a picture of him with a sweet beard.

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An Ode to Bearded Elvis

Most geezers think Elvis aint alive

But the truth is he’s just in disguise

I saw him the other day cruising down the street

He had a beard so spectacular and long and neat

Turns out he’s been hiding away

Behind his beard and bales of hay

All those many, many moons ago

He grew tired of the crowds and the Elvis show

So he pretended to die and began to grow a mo

Then the mo became a goatee that hung so low

Then came the chops and a full beard in time

Thus concludes this story and bearded Elvis rhyme

The End

Laser Head Lance

© Mulga 2012, Laser Head Lance, Acrylic on Board, 70 x 120 cm


An Ode to Laser Head Lance

Laser Head Lance is a slippery old cat
Lives in a world of shadows covered up by his hat

The one day the wind turned from breeze into gale
Blew up his hat like a boat under sail

Those secrets within did explode out his head
And the colour of his hands were a deep shade of red

His secrets revealed that he'd been quite bad
And the fallout was severe and the people were mad

Oh how the mighty have fallen and the proud do stumble
Now Laser Head Lance is humbler than humble

Wavebeard wally

© Mulga 2012, Wavebeard Wally, Ink on Paper, 15 x 21 cm

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An Ode to Wavebeard Wally

He's an old sailor chum and he always smells of fishes

His craft and his trade is the ocean and it's dishes

He doesnt like to walk on the solid solid land

His boat is his home on the ocean oh so grand

Every day on the ocean has affected him just so

That the beard on his face has found a peculiar way to grow

These whiskers in question have formed into the shape of waves

And it's not some parlour trick or the way that he shaves

He rocks the full wave beard and it's pretty darn rad

That's the story of Wavebeard Wally an ocean going lad

Barry the Magical Bison

© Mulga 2012, Barry the Magical Bison, Posca on Paper, 30 x 40 cm

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An Ode to Barry the Magic Bison

This bison is big, this bison is great
He's a really nice guy, he'll be your mate

So this is the way the stories been told
Passed through time and history and generations of old

When young in his life while roaming the plain
He stumbled upon a rainbows tail

This rainbows tail contained a pot of gold
And it's magical powers entered his soul

He transformed from brown to many a colour
And his magical powers increased in number

He could fly like a kite and climb like a goat
Run like the wind and float like a boat

He could buzz like a bee and sing like a bird
And he soon became the king of the herd

Eden the Enigmatic Elephant

© Mulga 2012, Eden the Enigmatic Elephant, Posca on Paper, 30 x 40 cm

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An Ode to Eden the Enigmatic Elephant

A mystery to one and all

A colourful massive beast

His wonder and his splendour

Spreads from the west to the east

Creator of the rainbow

Colours shot from his trunk

A magical conundrum

More pleasant then a skunk

And where there's rain, and where there's sun

You'll find this jolly beast

Having his lion's share of fun

At his giant moveable feast

And at the end of a long days work

He'll leave a pot of gold

Payment for the Leprechauns

As it has been foretold

The End

BlackBeard Santa with Laser Beams

© Mulga 2012, Blackbeard Santa with laser beams, Posca on card, 14.8 x 22 cm

An Ode to BlackBeard Santa

With laser beams coming out of his eyes, 

This Christmas you may be in for a Blackbeard Santa surprise

If you've been bad you'll make him mad

If you've been nice you'll get some chocolate slice

His laser beams are his most prominent feature

They stike the fear into every man and creature

A single short burst can liquify a cat

vaporize a goat or dissolve a rat

Explode a man and vanish a dog

Exterminate a pig and stupefy a frog

So please don't make him mad

These powers of his are very rad

The End

Dracula Darell (Prepare to Meet Thy Doom haha)

© Mulga 2012, Dracula Darrell (Prepare to Meet Thy Doom haha), Posca and acrylic paint on Paper, 30 x 40 cm

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An Ode to Dracula Darrell

Dracula Darrell comes from a family

Of bloodsucking monsters ever so scary

He has the skill of shooting beams of energy

Outta his hands and into his enemy

These radiactive lasers, so mutant and deadly

Will vaporize anybody who appears unfriendly

A zap zap here and a zap zap there

My laser beams are gunna give you a scare

That's what he sings when he's zapping away

And his smile so deranged stays around all day

The End

See you next time
-Mulga

Filthy Flamingo Surf Gang

© Mulga 2012, Filthy Flamingo Surf Gang, Ink on Paper, 30 x 40 cm

This is a piece of art of which I was commissioned to complete for Duvin Design, a Florida based surf lifestyle clothing label. Singlets are currently for sale with this art on it at Duvin Design's shop.

An Ode to the Filthy Flamingo Surf Gang

When a well so deep

Owned by the goons at BP

With oil began to leak

And gush into the sea

The formation of this gang

Did all begin

When this oil so putrid

Had all sunk in

These flamingos were pink

And now they're not

Transformed by stink

And oil so hot

These birds were friendly

Gentle and kind as well

But now they're mean

And they emit a smell

The other birds

Call them stinking greasers

But the flamingos retaliate

And kill all them geese's

They terrorize the coast

And the swamps of Florida

Trashing nests in trees

And strong arming fauna

Thus goes the tale

Of the flamingo surf gang

So filthy and rough

You better believe it mang

The End

See you next time

-Mulga

Lion Hat Leigh

© Mulga 2012, Lion Hat Leigh, Posca on Paper, 42 x 59 cm

An Ode to Lion Hat Leigh

Lion hat Leigh lives high in a tree

His Beard turned green, a sight to be seen

Because of his hat he's chief of the tribe

He's also very muscly, of this is do not lie

His hat was once a lion of the mountain kind

The taste of human flesh, it really did not mind

One night this lion it did pounce on Leigh

As he lay in his sleep he got bit on the knee

Then Leigh arose and battled this lion

Gave it a head butt and then it lay dying

He picked it up and put it on his head

Then lay back down to sleep in his bed

The end

See you next time

-Mulga

Captain Laramie Lion

© Mulga 2012, Captain Laramie Lion, Posca on Paper, 30 x 40 cm

I was commissioned to draw this for Duvin Design, a Florida based surf clothing company.

An Ode to Captain Laramie Lion

Captain Laramie the Lion

Never felt at peace

On the plains of Africa

As much as the seas

The odd one out

He favoured the fish

Over the buffalo

As his favourite dish

His journey began

The day he was caught

By illegal poachers

From Somewhere up north

Locked in a cage

And put upon a ship

Laramie picked the lock

And gave them the slip

He ate every man

Upon that boat

And became the captain

And wore the captain's coat

When he reached a port

He assemble a crew

A motley bunch

Drunk from too much brew

From that day forward

Laramie road the waves with ease

No longer king of the jungle

He was now king of the seas

The End

-See you next time

Mulga

Cornwallis the Cowboy

© Mulga 2012, Cornwallis the Cowboy, Acrylic paint and Posca on Paper, 42 x 59 cm

An Ode Cornwallis the Cowboy

Cornwallis the Cowboy is an interesting chap

His dad is old hank and he likes to clap

He uses his lasso to procure all that he needs

Not only things that go moo but also things like beans

He once lassoed a bus when ill fell his steed

With a minimum of fuss he got from A to B

Cornwallis likes to eat corn every day of the week

And his horse says neigh when it wants to speak

The End

See you next time

- Mulga

Time Keeper Timmy

© Mulga 2012, Time Keeper Timmy, Ink on Paper and digitally coloured, 15 x 21 cm

An Ode to Time Keeper Timmy

Time Keeper Timmy was a punctual chap

He was never once late even when he had a flat

The sands of time slip through the hourglass

With this in mind everything he did he did really fast

He high fived instead of shook and ran instead of walked

His thoughts were double speed, he even rapped instead of talked

Running across the road he got hit by a car

Broke both his legs and was stuck in bed with a cast

For Timmy time seemed to slow to a shuddering halt

He had no place to go and no way he could bolt

So he got himself the Sunday newspaper

And mastered the force like the dark lord Vader

The End

See you next time

- Mulga

Herman the Hipster Video

I am proud to announce the release of my first ever art poem video.
It is about Herman the Hipster and is only 34 seconds long so you know it's good.
Check it out.

See you next time
-Mulga