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Turtle Tom and Dana Weasel

 © Mulga 2014, Tom the Turtle and Dana the Weasel, Acrylic on Mounted Plywood, 40 x 60 cm

© Mulga 2014, Turtle Tom and Dana Weasel, Acrylic on Mounted Plywood, 40 x 60 cm

I was commissioned to paint a turtle and a weasel for a birthday present for Tom. This is what I painted.

An Ode to Turtle Tom and Dana Weasel

A turtle and a weasel that’s what I saw
Running from the club through the back door

What mischief they made I do not know
But the fellas chasing them were ready to go

Tom the turtle was a music dude
Gigging every night and playing for his food

A weasel called Dana was his manager chick
She called the shots and was very slick

While Tom was jamming Dana was always hustling
She would sniff out a card game and muscle her way in

Her methods were suss but she always won
And more often than not they’d leave on the run

A regular Bonnie and Clyde is what they were
And an interesting couple they made, him and her

The End

Eiffel Tower Collage

Eiffel tower collage by Mulga the Artist

© Mulga 2013, Eiffel Tower, Collage

This is a collage I made and is the third in a series of four.

You can buy a print here.

An Ode to Eiffel Tower Boat People

I emerged from the deep
In a lake so smooth
The Eiffel tower so sleek
I was in my groove

My appearance here
Was wholly unexpected
But I was very near
And the boat people were unaffected

The tower loomed
Like a steel beast
Large and overhead
My eyes did feast

Oh the wonder
That I did behold
On this very day
A statement bold

The End

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

Diamond Head Knows All The Answers

© Mulga 2012, Diamond Head Knows All The Answers, Acrylic on Canvas,34 x 45 cm

This is Diamond Head and he knows all the answers.
He is kind of like the Key Master out of The Matrix although I never knew what Mr Key Master exactly did, he had a bunch of keys and they opened all kind of doors if I recall correctly. That is what Diamond Head is like except instead of doors he can open answers to any questions you may have.

This original “Diamond Head Knows All The Answers” painting is for sale for $150. Email me if you want it.

It would really brighten up your lounge room or dining room or bedroom or bathroom or kids room or games room or sitting room or rumpus room etc.

Here is a picture of me and the painting so you can see it in a real life setting.

As an added feature this painting has diamond shapes on the sides as shown in the picture below. This is a truly special feature and is worth the price of admission alone.
See you next time
-Mulga

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

 © Mulga 2012, They’ve Drunk Our Blood, Ink on Paper,9 x 14 cm
© Mulga 2012, Time To Die, Ink on Paper,9 x 14 cm

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

Hanging Ratus and Haka Ratus

 © Mulga 2012, Hanging Ratus, Watercolour on Paper, 13.5 x 19.5 cm

© Mulga 2012, Haka Ratus, Watercolour on Paper, 13.5 x 19.5 cm

It’s fun drawing rats
Probably better than cats
Dog’s could be cool
Or a pig in a pool
But I pity the fool
Who steps in a stool

See you next time
-Mulga

Purple Dancing Ratus

© Mulga 2012, Purple Dancing Ratus, Watercolour on Paper, 13.5 x 19.5 cm
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

Longbeard

© Mulga 2012, Longbeard, Ink on Paper, 32 x 80 cm
In order to grow a beard as awesome as this one you need to learn the ancient art of beard hypnotisation.
Once you master this ancient art you too can yield great results in the area of beard construction.
Here is a poem I wrote to commemorate the awesomeness of this beard.

See you next time.
-Mulga

Bombastic Beanie Man

Bombastic Beanie Man

Hello, look at me I’m the beanie man
I wear a beanie like only I can


Actually my name is Wally
And I push a trolley
Full of all my junk
It’s easier to push than a trunk


I sleep in the day 
And wander at night
It makes it less likely 
I’ll be stabbed by a knife


I got no shoes 
And I got the blues
I play the banjo 
And I love to snooze


I once walked five days straight
And saw an Indian rat snake
I did a double take and then ate a steak
But it was all a dream I realized when I did awake


My eyes will pierce you like a dagger
And my banjo will make you dance like Jagger


My coat is fantastic 
And my songs are bombastic
Some say I’m an iconoclastic 
Others say I’m just enthusiastic


I’m a mystery man
See me once
And you’ll never see me again
I am the super bombastic beanie man

See you next time
– Mulga

Cosmic Egg Head Man

Here is my latest art for your viewing pleasure.

Here is a poem I wrote inspired by the Cosmic Egg Head Man:

The boundaries of the mind
Can translate to the face
Take care what you think
Everything finds its place

Here is another little poem:

The cold winds of space
Is where you’ll see the face
Of the cosmic egghead man
And his master race

Skull Mania

Hey hey

I drew a skull and then waved my wand and multiplied it in many beautiful colours and inversions
This is the resultant creation
Skulls are cool

Eyes are cool

I drew some creatures with many eyes to thee
What you do they shall see
There’s an eagle, a feline and a man as well
There is no fish or a dog or bell

Owl

This is a picture i painted of an owl. When Pearl sees it she says ‘toot toot’.
I wrote a poem from the perspective of the owl.

I’m an owl, in the darkness i prowl
I love to eat meat, that’s my kind of feast
When i grab some mice they usually die of fright
When i see a mouse that’s when i pounce
My eyes are lazy but my neck is crazy
It turns 270 degrees up in them trees
When i hang with my buddies people call us a study

The end

A group of owls is also called a parliament or a wisdom. I thought that was interesting but found it too hard to incorporate into the poem. If you can rhyme that little tidbit drop me a line and ill add it into the poem.

Mr Monster man hanged from the cloud and got zapped in the noggin!

This is a drawing i did of Mr Monster man hanging from a cloud but the cloud got really angry (as you can see from his eyes which are tilted inwards) and decided to zap him on the noggin with some high voltage electricity. Now this really stung Mr Monster man and you can see he is not really having much fun in this instance but he is determined to hold on so he didn’t let go. Maybe he was hitching a ride somewhere on the cloud and floated up to the currents high in the atmosphere and if he let go he would fall to the ground with a great big thud and maybe sprain his ankle. Pearl drew the little monster man in the corner. She has some talent.

Mr Shooting Starman

This is Mr Shooting Starman I drew for our film clip for the song Shooting Star which Anna is making.

Here’s a link to the song if you want to download or listen to it. 

I like the look of him because he has a crazy gleam in his eye and has a bow tie and curly shoes. There’s not enough curly shoes out there for my liking. The bow tie gives him a formal look while the baseball cap (he wears backwards to give him some street cred) adds a casual juxtaposition to his whole look. He brings it all together by ensuring his accessories are all a matching red colour. You will also notice he has black and white stripped socks. These socks along with the curly shoes you might recognize from the major motion picture titled ‘The Wizard of Oz’. In the movie they made you think it was the Wicked Witch of the West which got squashed by the flying house after the tornado. It was actually Mr Shooting Starman which got caught up in the storm and squashed. He had a lengthy stay in hospital and 2 years of gruelling re-hab before he could take to the skies again. He has never been happier, which you can see by the big smile on his happy face. I applaud you Mr Shooting Star for overcoming your obstacles and living your dream!


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