Malcolm The Magician

© Mulga 2012, Malcolm The Magician, Acrylic and Posca on Paper, 30 x 40 cm


This is my latest post for CreatureMag

An Ode To Malcolm The Magician

Malcolm the magician lived in a pot of gold
His tricks were bad and getting old

He pulled some rabbits outta his hat
Then they scampered away and in his beard they sat

They were plenty fed and upon his scraps they ate
They liked the lettuce but their favourite was steak

See you next time.
- Mulga

El Capitan rides the waves again

This is a drawing I completed for El Capitan surfing boards. They will prepare for you the most magical surfing board you can imagine.

This is a poem I completed just because...

El Capitan
He is an old sea dog and he surfs a log
He smokes a pipe and doesn't own a dog
On the high seas of life he stays outta strife
Except when he hunts for treasure and fights with a knife
A life long sailor like this here man
Prefers the raging ocean waters over any dry land
He's been here and there and seen this and that
He'll stare you down while he wears his hat
He's the El Capitano and he sings soprano
He likes the rum and he's got bravado

The end

See you next time - Mulga