Milo "Mr Lucky" Marcer

Just put together this piece for Mandy :MissHapp” Bronner, her all time favorite car a 57 Chevy Bel Air. I have kept the color palette the same as the rest of her arm so we keep a similar look to the sleeve.

I have been robbed, some little twats crawled into a window and nicked my bag with my computer, cameras, and a few other things, Laika must have scared them off, cause I heard her go downstairs but thought nothing of it. Obviously I claimed from my insurance company, who has 6 weeks later repudiated my claim, and my broker now is fighting this using the ombudsman to do so. This is all part of a trend I have noticed; it seems like every company out there offering a service is out to do you in, like thieves in the night. My insurance company, 20 years of premiums, but when it comes to a claim do everything not to reimburse you for your loss, even the accessor makes you feel like you were wrong by even claiming. My Medical Aid, now there is an oxymoron, premium every month over a R1200, but how is it that I run out of funds half way through the year, hell!, I will buy a month, maybe two before year end but half way? Then I’m on some meds I have to take constantly so I apply for c

Bye, Kona girl, you leave a huge hole in our lives as you join your sisters in that pack in the sky.

Saw Sixgun Gospel on saturday night, great band, loved the set they did, what a talented bunch and what a voice on this girl

A Classic And a visually interesting remake

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I love this painting by Charles Burton Barber, it always reminds me of the wonderful bond that exists between man and dog, and how through the ages they have always loved man so unconditionally. I know it’s a bit like a chocolate box scene, but after bathing my little Laika, which she freaking hates, she gives me the cold shoulder for an hour, but before long she’s splayed out asleep at my feel while I work. 

Something I finished for a good friend Mamie Van Doren in her 70s! Age is strictly a case of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.   ~ Jack Benny ~ The age of a woman doesn't mean a thing. The best tunes are played on the oldest fiddles.   ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~

I did this piece for Mandy, continuing the World War 2 Pacific theme with the burning Japanese Zero. I have been to some dark places, and in all the distance and darkness, I was always able to know that my family was there behind me all the way, and it’s been a great comfort. I have recently discovered that some of that family really aren’t what they make themselves out to be and that my good friends, one in particular, was there to help and more importantly listen. I agree that life happens while you are making trying to live, and that it often gets away from us, but you had better be nice to the people on the way up, cause you are bound to meet them on the way down. The view gets a lot clearer from the bottom, not the top, believe me I know it well. But life is like the ocean, waves rising and falling and in time those highs and lows come to all.

now that they are done the two hearts complete each other. one of my all time favorites

Ok first off I’m going to bitch about Guy Fawkes and get it over with. Why? What’s the point, honestly sure we were a British Colony, but that’s no longer, and to be honest aspiring to blow up parliament, as alluring as it is, isn’t really worth celebrating. The thing that pisses me off is my poor dog Laika was beside herself, she had worked herself up into a panic attack and no amount of rescue remedy was helping her, and I’m sure I was not the only pet owner who had to try calm our animals down, not to mention all the poor wildlife in the vicinity. The other thing, in this financial climate, with more and more people in trouble and struggling to make ends meet, people on the streets loosing homes and lives, these people thought it’s a good idea to spend thousands of rand’s, go to a natural beauty, the beach and set fire to it, just to watch a silly little light show. Shame on you, instead of being such self centered egotistical fucks, why not donate that to a worthy cause like child

Dear Father Christmas. I know it may be a little late, but this year I have a special request. I have tried very hard to be a good boy, watched my language, tried not to fuck up too much, no matter what people say. I have kept my hands to myself and not been too much of a pervert, oh by the way, the baby isn't mine, she's lying I had a vasectomy several years ago, had it tested and there are no swimmers here. I have been leading a good clean life, no drugs, no booze, no...... well its been hard enough without those, so please, PLEASE get those little fucking elves to pack this motorcycle for me.  Thanks M