The foreseeable future
Groups
The foreseeable future hosts *** The SmartArtists Group and ***QUORN the fifth and a half dimension *** and is a member of Agent Provocateur - T-Shirts with Messages, Flash Fiction, Pulp Faction: Comics and Sequential Art, Short stories - Spherical Scriptings and Writers' Market.
Journal Entries
A year in Avatars
Posted 11 days ago, 39 comments so far.
'ZINES are alive and well and flourishing in Melbourne
Posted 22 days ago, 3 comments so far.
The real reason journals have been changed?
Posted about 1 month ago, 31 comments so far.
The great comparison- which is better?
Posted about 1 month ago, 9 comments so far.
Priceless Pieces of ***A.R.S.E
Posted about 1 month ago, 5 comments so far.
I went to the seaside to see what I could see and what I saw was some sand sculptures
Posted about 1 month ago, 11 comments so far.
RB Profile NoFrillsArt
Posted about 1 month ago, 3 comments so far.
RB Profile Paul Louis Villani
Posted about 1 month ago, 3 comments so far.
RB Profile The Pilgrim Interview
Posted about 1 month ago, 4 comments so far.
RB Profile Designer sjem
Posted about 1 month ago, 10 comments so far.
Art
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Writings
That's my boy
“How’s that, you bastards?” The heavy ball sailed high and seemed to stay a split longer in the air than seemed natural and landed “plop” in the soft sand next to the …
Self Esteem
Why can’t I be like you? / With your perfect posture / And golden hair / Your perky breasts / That support themselves / Your sparkling eyes / Your beautiful smile / Why can’t I be like you? / Wit…
Murder Palette
White were the lies told to protect me Black was the mood it sent me Green was the jealousy that engulfed me Red was the anger that enraged me Clear were my intentions to be Blue were y…
Jim and I
Jim and I Visiting my brother Jim was always an experience and rarely uneventful, / there was a knock at the door. / Jim sneaked a quick look through the blinds / “Oops I think I need your help …
Holidays the HST way - Printable version
Actually I end up sounding like Bill Bryson but this is the true story of how My friend Martin and I spent a holiday in Queensland under the influence of beer, weed, anonymity and Hunter S Thompson.
I was in a band once (full version with pics)
One thing was painfully obvious after the first gig. Groupies were a myth. / Not one girl even came up to make an enquiry. I would have been happy with a simple “You were shit”

















