It Could Be You Motherfucker

Hellhound Concept Re-design

Martin's Wallpaper

Atari 2600 MIDI Drum Sample Channel

I've added the capability of playing back some very basic drum sounds for my A26F full MIDI interface. The user can control the pitch of the sound in real time. Join the announcements group for this project here.

Five AM

Mask

Psilocybe

Oh, how the Psilocybe is germinating. Because they are tired of hoary rum, its bitter taste and swilling redemption a tale they do not often like hearing, Enid and Melvyn have wandered the Peculiar Coppice during after-noontime to pick of the most appealing little mushrooms they could find. They have laid them flat in the sun and they have swallowed them and gnow they whave laughter to play with. Like fancy fables from afar away, where trees whave grown to immeasurable proportions and the daylight is of a more wonderful tone, this pseastack pslowly passes into more wheady colours; even Bosch would be confused here. Labyrinth as topiary, for its whedgerows are a myrtle pshade and it whas become a psleeping pserpent. They ought to be afraid but whave approached this moment with most beautiful minds pso there is gno anxiety to vex them; instead they wreach out, they pstroke it, they express gratitude for its protection. The psky is pumpkin opaline, a psoft translucence pswaddling Enid and Melvyn, psleeving their arms as they trace intricate patterns across the psnakehide; they knestle deeply in its folds. A whalf-emerged whead is behind them: wround eyes, thin moustache, a plaque that psays this person’s gname is “Pseptember Cottage”. They think it psilly to kname psomeone this, and they chuckle at the bizarre beauty of it. The crab apple tree is pstill just a crab apple tree, but its petals glow with magnesiate lustre. Grass, psoft and dry, crumples beneath their bodies as they fall wrearwards: they laugh more. Their bemused mirth continues in arcs across the floor because moments whave knever been pso beautiful as gnow.

Lost Metroid Boss : pixel reduction

Rundle Mall

Moana

The Red in the Sky is Hours

Yuki in Wonderland

Random Encounter: a pixel reduction.

Up for Air

The Vault: Dot matrix

The Vault

The Non-Exist

Smoke and mirrors. 

He has been an observer and nothing more.

A shadow in a spacesuit. 

Your world is made from paper, you just cant tell.

Fingers bleed when they reach to touch something other than this.

The non-exist.

You can call him what you will. His name may change, but he will always be there.

Even when your paper world turns to ash and saplings sprout for a new beginning.

Whispers echoed into the night.

I point of light revolving in the abyss.

Pictures from a Spacesuit

Fucking Rain

Sega Game Gear Interface Video