A friend takes a holiday

Once upon a time I was whiling the hours away making this an that when along comes a friend a knockin an a enquiring as to how I'm doing. " just fine I says" a little distracted, as I notice he has a large bin bag stuffed with somthin intriguing.

"Watcha got there?" "These" he pulls out a well stuffed and rolled sickly-bright, yellow plastic thing. It turns out to be one of two huge suits that look like the sort of things you would wear in a chemically dangerous area.

So anyway I gain these two new, unusual friends and set them to work in my artistic endeavours (wacky instillations an the sort).



Along comes the Nelson street graffiti festival an here at the Island (the home of my studio, not an actual island unfortunately, as that'd be cool) we decide to host an open studio event to coincide with it. I gets to thinkin why not get me old mate the yellow man to stand around outside an drum up some custom. What with him being 9 foot tall and bright yellow.



Well I'm a little scared for im but figure he's a big boy now an tie him up with cable ties next to a sign that points the way to our studios. All goes well for a while but after a second day out there alone he disappears...



I worried and fretted but figured he was probably sick of being holed up in my studio and had decided to go it alone. Until one day I saw him down the road slumped in a corner inside the building that was host to the Nelson street festival shin dig type thing. Oh I think, so that's what he was up to partyin away while I slave at all the arty stuff.



So I left him to it, as I was busy an all an had the other suit.



But then a week or two later I had a great big shock. You wouldn't have credited it but there he was, lookin a little sheepish, slumped up on the step of the main entrance to me studio.



He had a note attached sayin "I've been on a little holiday. I had fun, but I'm back now"

Here he is getting drunk.for more info visit arrrtmybrainhurts.blogspot.com

I dont know who brought him back but someone must have known he was mine an seen to it he was returned. I like that there was know explenation other than that hed been on holiday. We all need a bit of mistery in our lives. Even if you are a bright , 9 foot tall, yellow suit.