When I was 3, I wanted to go up a mountain called Wyngen (or some such spelling) near Scone. I was the only one who wasn't allowed. It took me 23 years until I could climb up my own mountain that compared to Wyngen; The Annapurnas in Nepal. I was so tired, sore and hungry I just wanted to get off the bloody thing. I tried writing a journal to boost my spirits and hopefully impress someone later, but I'd written 'beautiful' so many times I threw it away.
School was tolerable and I tried 'Art'. I think I hated it. I considered doing it in my final years but my teacher-to-be wanted more to stick his tongue in my ear rather than show me Leonardo. Thankfully I didn't , he didn't, and I learnt nothing.
I like cartooning and sketching. I'm totally unorganised so painting takes a bit too much coordination to do often. Luckily my godsent partner Toshen turned up. She supports, manages and loves me in this strange way that I'm not only not blowing up my paintings any more, but I'm also selling some. I still may, now and then, blow up a couple for fun.
I'm 32, live in Mullumbimby (in the Byron Bay area). Non vegetarian. Go to the toilet reasonably regularly. Like frogs and things. Male. Bit flippy. I want lots of tools and money.
We have a growing business called Forest Elf: Art is Art - for more information To the Market
All the fun,
Works by Mehar
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