Passed 10,000

Back in January, my favourite (I only have 1) sister Clare invited me to check out some of her photos at redbubble, which of course I did.
I have been playing with computer art for as long as I’ve had access to a computer. Primarily for my own enjoyment in play, I have not, up to now, displayed these doodles in any meaningful way. After looking through Clare’s portfolio and some others that caught my eye, I decided to join in and offer my work up for comment.
Now, some 10 months later, I discovered this morning that my 580 submitted bits and pieces have accumulated just over 10,000 views. No sales as yet but who knows . . .

So, this is a big thank you to all of you out there, that add that little extra sparkle in my day by leaving your comments and adding your favourites. . .


Speak to me of love - An extract from ‘The Prophet’ by Kahlil Gibran.

Sometimes we wonder the when, where, how and who of love. But this is not what love is . . .…

Because . . . Love Is!

To follow are some of the most beautiful words ever written about love . . .

“Then said Almitra, Speak to us of love.
And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them.

And with a great voice he said:

When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.

And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him.
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the North wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you.
Even as he is for your growth so is he for you pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and cares

Music and animation

Some of you may have seen the wonderful work from the Animusic people. If not, then check out Resonance Chamber on youtube. Then if you like it, you can legally download either a 480p or 720p version here

The music is lovely and the animation absolutely fantastic . . .

Enjoy . . .

It's that time again. . .

Well today will be my last day on Redbubble for a little over 3 weeks. It’s that time again, I have to head back to Oz to fulfil my obligations to Centrelink, the Aussie pension people.…

I leave the village at about 7.00 am tomorrow morning and catch a truck bus to the Provincial Capital, Kalasin, (1 hour 40) where I’ll catch another bus to Khon Kaen (a little over an hour). There I’ll get a 350 Baht (maybe US$11) VIP coach to take me down to Bangkok (6 hours).

The VIP busses are really quite good with large comfortable lay back seats, with calf support and built in massage unit. If you want to see some of Thailand this is a recommended way to travel, cheap, comfortable and you get to see something.

Anyway, I should be in Krungtep (Bangkok) late afternoon and at my hotel, which is out near

9 Years ago. . .

I was just looking for a notebook to take with me on my next trip to Australia (leaving Sunday 13 September). Something I could use to get the 2nd part of One of 12,000 finished. Well to cut a long story short, I looked in one and found some notes I had written just under 9 years ago and I’d like to share them here. . . I will try and reproduce as well the tempo and format I see in my almost illegible handwriting. . .…

Sometimes we try to
fill an emptiness
within us. With
. . . Things

Sometimes Religion
Sometimes Alcohol
Sometimes Drugs

But what is it we
seek to fill? And
What is it that this
emptiness can be
filled with

Maybe it’s the love
of a partner and
a family.

Why do I get stoned?

1) Enjoy the headspace
2) Helps to combat pain
3) Alleviates boredom

And that’s prob the order too!

Do I have a

My Trip to Oz

Even though I bitch and moan about my 3 monthly trips back to Oz, it is a good time to catch up with my friends back there. However, on my last trip that wasn’t to be.…

Anyone that reads my drivel, might remember that I was not feeling the best over the couple of weeks prior to my departure date. Even to the point of putting together my ‘Sick and Tired’ T shirt design.

The trip, comprising of a 6 hour bus trip, 9 hour flight to Sydney, airport transfer and 1 hour flight to Brisbane did nothing to alleviate my discomfort. In fact, by the time I made it to my friends Jill and Paul’s house, I was feeling very unwell.

After having a shower to wash off the travel dust, I rang my Doctors surgery and made an appointment for the following morning and went and lay on my bed. About an hour later, I

The Inevitable Happens.

For this story complete with photos go to:…

Some eighteen months and 34,000 km’s later the inevitable happened. I had my worst motorcycle accident ever. Initially it didn’t seem to be that bad, neither the motorcycle or I seemed to be that badly damaged but that soon changed.

So what happened?

It was a Saturday evening, the 26th of March 2005, I was riding home from a friends place, only about 10 km’s from home. Because it was so close and that I wouldn’t be riding particularly fast, I was only wearing shorts, a T-shirt, my helmet and boots. Just the addition of my bike jacket would have saved me a lot of pain and hospitalisation.

I was less than 3 km from home, traveling at about 80 kph, when I dropped from high beam to low beam as another veh

Chaingmai (Thailand) Big Bike Week 2004

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Every year in late November early December, there is a congregation of larger capacity motorbikes in the Northern Thailand city of Chaingmai. December 2004 was my 2nd visit to the event, which was by far bigger than the 2003 Big Bike Week. Wun and I rode the 810 k’s from home in Na Kham, for both the Big Bike Week and for the wedding of one of her friends Doa to an Ozzie called Jeff. There will most probably be something about the wedding, which was a truly beautiful traditional Thai affair, somewhere else on my web site and at a later date.

Another big part of Chaingmai BBW, is the bike run. This time it was to donate money to the Elephant Hospital in Lampung, about 40 minutes south of Chaingmai. Unfortunately our funds were running low, so we

Motorcycling in Thailand – A Ferang's perspective.

For this story complete with photos go to:…

I have been riding motorbikes now for over 20 years, nearly all that time in Australia. I’m no Gardiner or Doolan, just someone who enjoys the open road and a good bike between my legs. After meeting my future wife in here in Thailand, I decided that as I would be spending as much time here as I can, I would need to get myself a bike to ride.Being an unashamed BMW fanatic, my choice was simple; it had to be the GS model, the BMW dual-purpose on-road/off-road bike. Now my budget wouldn’t stretch far enough to buy the latest R1150 GS at 750,000+ Baht, so I set about looking for a good second hand one. Luck was with me, when I found a 1997 R1100 GS in Chiangmai. In good condition and with only 18,60

You won't be seeing much from me for the next few weeks.

On Monday afternoon (June 1) I start my next (enforced) trip to Oz. From here I get a lift to the nearest major town and from there a 2 hour bus trip to the acknowledged Capital of I-San, Khon Kaen.

I will spend the night in Khon Kaen and catch an early morning VIP bus for the, just over, 6 hour trip to Bangkok. Then straight from the bus terminal across Bangkok to the airport.

My flight leaves at 6.10 pm and will get me to Brisbane (via Sydney), just after 9.00 am Wednesday morning.

As I don’t have my own computer in Oz, I won’t be doing anything creative. That will have to wait until I get back to Na Kham on the 20th.

I might drop in from time to time to see what others have added but that will be all.

Robert A Heinlein - This I Believe - The whole speech.

“I am not going to talk about religious beliefs, but about matters so obvious that it has gone out of style to mention them.”…

“I believe in my neighbors.”

“I know their faults and I know that their virtues far outweigh their faults. Take Father Michael down our road a piece – I’m not of his creed, but I know the goodness and charity and lovingkindness that shine in his daily actions. I believe in Father Mike; if I’m in trouble, I’ll go to him. My next-door neighbor is a veterinary doctor. Doc will get out of bed after a hard day to help a stray cat. No fee – no prospect of a fee. I believe in Doc.”

“I believe in my townspeople. You can knock on any door in our town say, ’I’m hungry,’ and you will be fed. Our town is no exception; I’ve found the same ready charity everywhere. For the one w

A tribute to the most wonderful creature on Earth.

Nowadays everywhere you look in any media, it seems to me that very few have anything positive to say about ‘Homo Sapiens Sapiens’. All we seem to hear about is how we are the major cause of ‘Climate Change’, how we are destroying the environment, overusing the planets resources, causing death and destruction within our own species and extinction in many others.…

I don’t hold with all this ‘Bad Press’. To me, ‘Homo Sapiens Sapiens’ are the most wonderful creatures on Earth.

Why do I feel this way?

Let me start with the hot topic of ‘Climate Change’.

First of all ‘Climate Change’ is not new. Our Planet’s climate is constantly changing, sometimes with changes so subtle that they are barely noticed and at other times, changes so drastic and abrupt that the biodiversity of the planet is change

And the luck ran out. . .

Let me start off by saying that I am not a ‘dog’ person, if anything I am very much a ‘cat’ person.…

However, here in I-San there were two dogs associated with our household. The fist dog to arrive was Spy, bought as a cute puppy by Fern Wan’s oldest daughter. Fern doesn’t live at our place, she has spent all of her life living with Wan’s sister-in-law Palium. Well, Palium already had a couple of dogs, Spy couldn’t live there, so we acquired a dog.

The about eight months ago we acquired our second dog a bitch Wan called Lucky. Lucky was a ‘Felang’ (Western) dog that came from a litter from a relations house. It seemed that Lucky was not getting any milk from her mother was very small and would we look after her.

So we had our second dog.

Well, Lucky was quite an apt name, we managed to get

An I-San Mothers protection. . .

I’ve been feeling off-colour for the last week, nothing serious but decided to visit the local Medical Centre today. While I was there, I noticed an I-San mother with her 12 to 13 year old daughter. The daughter appeared to be a little retarded (if that’s a word that can still be used) but quite pretty. When it was their turn to see the Doctor the young girl seemed quite reluctant and had to be almost dragged into the consultation room. After a very short period, they emerged from there and went, once again the girl extremely reluctantly, to one of the treatment rooms. Not long after, with everything finished they left, presumably to go home.…

I thought nothing more of the situation until I got back home and Wan asked me if I noticed the Woman and her daughter. When I told her I did, she t

The things sent to try us. . .

For those of you that don’t know, I spend a large part of my time in I-San, North East Thailand.…

In just over two weeks, I have to return to Australia for a couple of weeks. Not because I want to, although it’s nice to see my friends there. It’s because I lose my pension if I stay outside of Oz for more than 13 weeks at any one time.

So for nearly 6 years I have been travelling back and forth every three months or so. It’s an expense I could do without, as it costs me approximately one months pension for the trip. However, with the help of friends, I’ve been managing it.

In Thailand I live with Wan (sometimes spelt Wun), her beetle nut chewing mother Yai, Sai (eldest daughter by Wan’s 2nd husband) and Sai’s younger brother Book. The house is typical of the region and comprises of a concr

A rare e-mail laugh. . .

Many times things get sent in mass mail-outs and sometimes it is actually funny. Here is one I received yesterday. . .…

A husband store opened in New York City, where a woman may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates:

You may visit this store ONLY ONCE! There are six floors and the value of the products increase as the shopper ascends the flights. The shopper may choose any item from a particular floor, or may choose to go up to the next floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!

So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband. On the first floor the sign on the door reads:

Floor 1 – These men Have Jobs.

She is intrigued, but continues to the second floor, where the sign reads:

Floor 2 – These

Love On The Net 3. . . more

It’s now March 2006 and yes Wun and I are still together and still in love.…

Many things have happened in the three years since we first met, some of which have been written about elsewhere on my web site. Last year was the worst year for me, due to the accident I had on my motorbike in March. Because of the extent of the injury and infection to my left arm, I had a very extended stay back in Australia. I arrived back in Australia on June 1, only expecting to stay until the end of the month but it is not always that things go to plan and it wasn’t until January 16 this year that I finally found my way back to Thailand.

Because everything is so expensive in Australia, compared to Thailand, I arrived in Bangkok with absolutely no money and would have been stuck there if it was not for Wun. M

Love On The Net 3. . . continued

So the story continues.…

Wun and I continued to write to each other right up to the day that I finally left Australia to go back to Thailand for the fourth time. And I was too pessimistic in my earlier prediction; I was able to return in July, arriving in Chiangmai on July 6.

This time I decided that I was really going to give Thailand and Wun a real chance, so I applied for and was granted a twelve-month Thai visa. The only problem was that I would have to return to Australia after six months if I wanted to keep my pension. Not a major problem as I would be able to go back to Thailand almost immediately if I wanted. The only stipulation was that I actually returned within those six months.I arrived at Chiangmai airport, and while waiting for my bags tried to see if I could spot Wun, as sh

Love On The Net 3. . . Third Time Lucky

So there I was another year or more had past and once more I was looking for that special lady I could spend the rest of my life with. When I arrived home from my last trip to Thailand I found that I couldn’t stop thinking about someone that I had met in Chiangmai. I was surprised, as I thought it would be Or on my mind but it wasn’t.…

The Lady I couldn’t stop thinking about was Wun, the girl at the bar who had talked to Or on her last night in Chiangmai. I spent another four days in Chiangmai after Or had left, waiting for my flight back home. Each night I would go to the ‘Carnival Bar’ where Wun worked and socialise with her and the other girls.

In Thai bars there are two types of girls working. There are the girls that work behind the bar and the girls that work as hostesses. Most peopl

Love On The Net 2 continued

I arrived at Bangkok airport and after clearing Customs and Immigration I made my way to the Domestic terminal to wait for Or’s flight to come in from Korat.…

When she arrived she looked lovely, but straight away I felt a little disappointed. You see a month or so earlier I had sent Or a denim jacket. She had said she was feeling the cold and could I buy her a coat from Australia. What I had sent her was one of my jackets, from an Australian designer label called ‘Jag’. I had hoped that she would wear it when she met me, but when I saw her she was wearing a different jacket. That disappointment soon faded when I held her in my arms again.

We spent a couple of days in Bangkok getting to know each other again, shopping, eating and some of the other tourist type things. Then it was on to a bu

Love On The Net. . . A commentary. . .

Just add a quick bit here. All of my writing on ‘Love On The Net’ was done at the time it was happening and was originally included with the relevant photos on my old web-site.…

As you may guess, I am a bit of an ‘immediate’ person. For me, what is happening, is what is happening and I deal with it on that basis.

So whatever you read into my words, remember that I have no regrets and I would do it all again and exactly the same.

I believe that I am the sum total of my genetic structure and the experiences that I have had. I believe that I am a pretty reasonable kind of a person and am very happy with who I am.

I believe that all the experiences I have had be they good, bad or indifferent are tantamount to who I am today and changing the smallest part of any of them would also change who I

Love On The Net 2

So what was I looking for?…

I had thought very deeply about the sort of woman that I wanted to marry. I have always been attracted to Asian women; a trait I think I inherited from my father who married a Chinese Malay after mum had died. I know he spent time there in the 1960’s with the RAF, but that’s yet another story. So, I knew I liked Asian women, but all Asian women are different and to me quite visibly so. By visiting such web sites as, I was able to look at lots of photos of Asian women from all over the world. Again, the question comes up; where in the entire Asian region did I want to look.

After having some very brief e-mail relationships with some women from Mainland China, and of course the Central Asia story, I decided that I wanted to find someone from T

Love on the Net

Everyone needs to have a partner in life, but sometimes they are so hard to find. In my mid forties and in the final year of the twentieth century, I found myself alone. Never being someone who enjoyed the pub or club scene, I wondered how I might find someone to share my life.…

I had had access to a computer and the Internet for a number of years, so I thought I would see what I could find. I looked at a number of different sites and in many cases browsed through some of their listings. The sites I visited were all offering some kind of free service, usually in the form of being able to list your own details and photograph.I don’t know what I was doing wrong, as none of the ladies that I tried to contact ever responded to my initial contact. And the few that contacted me initially stopped

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