Recently, the legal team of a major Australian sporting corporation ordered my confreres at Red Bubble to cease selling and displaying my mascot series. These little labours of love reaped me no profit, they only paid homage to certain teams of a certain sport that I’m quite fond of.
Their order was not only a wee bit petty, but also a tad tenuous. Afterall, I cannot see how they can lay claim to all avian, feline and canine representations, when these furry and feathery beasts appear prominently in varied codes of varied sports all over this great blue globe of ours.
However, with the fear of some orange-hued, alcopop swilling, man-child from said legal team knocking at my hovel’s door, I’ve decided to scrap the whole lovingly hewed series.
Good opportunity to announce the first in my new series… generic, nude and non-affiliated mascots from those sporting teams that people like. Wear them with pride, and with the knowledge that each purchase will save a kitten from a hungry lawyer.
I’m a Web designer/illustrator based in Melbourne. I love going to bands, drinking cups of green tea, supping on pints of stout (Coopers, of course), looking at/doing pop-surrealism art, getting/looking at masterfully done tattoos that have stories, being with lovely people who have lovely smiles and witty and/or poignant things to say. I’m quite fond of verbs.
Plus, I lived in Japan for a while, consequently a lot of my work has been inspired by that wonderful, crazy place.