Evolution of a Goddess 18.

Did I spell Goddess right?

This is the final sketch. The painting will be very different and won't appear here until it is exhibited in California. I am still a long way from a new passport.

This is Josh. Just trying to align myself with the real street artists. One of the more interesting people I have met here in Malaga.

Looking cool as there Josh.

Off to Nerja tomorrow. I hope it will be better than here even though I can't really complain much about Malaga. It got me through January comfortably, but I need to be saving cash now rather than just subsisting day to day.

Off season holiday resorts.

Love them.

January in Malaga. I like it as far as off season holiday resorts go, but they are trying a little too hard to be 365. Sure, the weather is nice. It is OK. But, stop trying to sell a lie.

It just looks too sad for all involved.

Malaga is missing the point. Here is the point. They will never get it.

Who knows?

Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole...

This one has been in my head since day 1 here in Malaga.

A few years ago I met a guy in Sitges. He must have been over 100 years old! He invited me back to his house for a drink and to see his collection of photographs. Totally fucking amazing!!! Pablo was a good friend of his. A collection of photographs of the collective of their day. All of them.

I will tell you why Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole; he was stinking rich (you should see his old house here). TBH his art doesn't really cut the mustard for me. I find it very emotionless and bland. Even the scary stuff is just a bit, well, meh.

I am painting in a traditional way with new materials. Putting a proposal together for windows of a very special hair salon. Mr Picasso never had to do this.

Working from this photo. I will `post the results another day.

My new look for 2015.

Well, it wasn't a bad year. In a bit of a hole now due to Two robbing episodes (little fucking cunts). Other than that, all is pretty good.

Rock and fucking roll. I found the earring on the street, so decided to open up an old hole. Why not?

--/yeah. I know/--

Malaga Bad!

Like dealing with policia local here isn't bad enough. Beautiful city selling itself on it's artistic reputation, but they do not like artists here. They really do not like artists.

The bin men do not like artists. Three days work trashed by some ignorant cunt.

They had absolutely no reason to do this other than trash my work.

This is Malaga. Selling itself on a new rebuilt reputation, but trashing art as it is today. WANKERS.

So close to a new passport, then you get this. 

I am going top the papers tomorrow.