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Archibald Entry

I entered the Archibald Prize for the first time in 2013.

As I didn’t know any famous Australian’s I painted myself.

I used Posca paint pens on plywood and then covered the whole painting in resin which gives it a nice polished and shiny look. The colours really pop when the resin is applied.

I didn’t make it as a finalist this year but there is always next year and the year after.Archibal Entry 2012 Mulga the Artist-611px wide

Archibal Entry 2012 Mulga the Artist with kids-611px widePhoto credit: Kieran Moore Photography

Spout Trunk Sammy

Spout Trunk Sammy by Mulga the Artist

© Mulga 2013, Spout Trunk Sammy, Posca and Acrylic on Canvas, 100 x 100 cm

This is Spout Trunk Sammy, he is currently residing at M2 Gallery as part of the Art in Motion exhibition open this weekend.

An Ode to Spout Trunk Sammy

His trunk is powerful and when used right
He always wins any water fight

His skin has a weird orange hue
From eating many carrots, his favourite food

He’s the only Pachyderm in the herd
To sport a beard and not look absurd

Because of this he is the leader
The alpha male, the big chief breeder

The key points that we can take from this
Is that growing a beard is not amiss

Everyone will know that you are a man
And not a woman who is called Sam

The End

Smokey Joe the Hipster

© Mulga 2013, Smokey Joe the Hipster, Ink on Paper, 15 x 21 cm

© Mulga 2013, Smokey Joe the Hipster, Ink on Paper, 15 x 21 cm

Buy a print at my shop.

An Ode to Smokey Joe the Hipster

I would like you to meet Mr Smokey Joe
If it’s a hipster your after he’s the guy to know

He rolls his own durries and wears a big coat
And like a duck to water he’s not one to gloat

He knows the cool bands before they exist
And that’s cooler than hip if your getting my gist

But his claim to glory and hipster crown
Is the growth on his face, his beard so brown

Without this feature he would cease to exist
Be but a vapour of air or a patch of mist

It signifies that he is the dominant man
Because without the beard he’s probably bland

So the lesson to learn and heed this time
And the reason for this here hipster ryhme

Is that growing a beard could be your best move
Get you outta your funk and into the groove

This beard could become your very best feature
And transform you into a hairy masculine creature

The End

Ole Pointy Beard Pete

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

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

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

Bearded Elvis

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

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

Today 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.

You can buy a print of this artwork here.

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

Bear Hat Bob

© Mulga 2013, Bear Hat Bob, Posca on Paper, 29.7 x 42 cm

© Mulga 2013, Bear Hat Bob, Posca on Paper, 29.7 x 42 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

Laser Head Lance

Laser Head Lance by Mulga the Artist

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

The original Laser Head Lance painting is available for sale in Platform72 Gallery, Oxford Street, Sydney

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 the Artist - Wavebeard Wally

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

 

Prints available here

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

Jolly Joel

Jolly Joel

© Mulga 2012, Jolly Joel, Posca on Paper, 21 x 30 cm

Buy a print of this at http://meylah.com/MulgaTheArtist

And Ode to Jolly Joel

Tropical island’s in the sun
That’s where Jolly Joel has some fun

Where palm trees rustle in the breeze
And that’s where there is no killer bees

Bees of the killer kind just aren’t cool
And if you encounter them while sitting by the pool

You should jump in the water and splash around
Maybe those bees won’t sting you and you won’t be found

I once saw this movie about a girl
Macaulay Culkin was stung and he began to swell

Those stinking bees got him really bad
Then he died and it was fully sad

So what you need to learn after you’ve had a little cry
Is to stay away from killer bees otherwise you might die

The End

Barry the Magical Bison

Mulga the Artist-Barry the Magical Bison

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

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

Blackbeard Santa with laser beams

Mulga the artist-Blackbeard Santa with Laser Beams coming out of his eyes

© 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 Darrell (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

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

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

Harry the Headphone Hipster

© Mulga 2012, Harry the Headphone Hipster, Acrylic on Canvas,30 x 40 cm

This is a recent commission I completed.

An Ode to Harry the Headphone Hipster

Hipster Harry liked the song
That was sung from his beard
He listened in all day long
Until he turned so weird

His hair turned a tone of green
His nose a shade of yellow
His moustache curled towards the sky
And his eyes became all mellow

He floated in the cloud of buzz
That his DJ beard turned out
Thus became his magic facial fuzz
As colourful as a trout

Green and blue and blue and green
Like the colours of the sea
Orange, pink and yellow
And anything in between

Roll up your trousers
Grab some loafers
Grow that fringe all out
Don some over sized headphones
And do the hipster flout

The End

See you next time
-Mulga

Ned Kelly Was a Hipster

© Mulga 2012, Ned Kelly was a Hipster, Ink on Paper stained by coffee, 30 x 40 cm
Prints available at my magical online shop.

Did you know Ned Kelly was a hipster?

This drawing is based on a photo of him the day before his execution and I was struck by how fashionable he would look today. He would fit right in with the hipster vibe.
An Ode to Ned Kelly the Hipster Bushranger
A hipster was Ned Kelly
A notorious bushy ranger too
His favorite food was jelly
He rocked a hipster do
The End
See you next time
-Mulga

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