TCSS is a slippery little creature. Wrestled from the minds, pencils & sketchbooks of a small few in Australia & the United States, it has been fed on a strict diet of colourful foam mowers, soulful skeg flexers (past & present) and the versatility of the humble surf craft beneath our feet. It currently resides in the back shed, along with the wolf rider & a sewing machine, stitching tidy tees & trunks for it's owners & whoever else might be interested.
5 comments:
Yew!
I'm 1 step too late!! Jumbo
time & tide waits for no Mikey!
hey jimastic
clipper your back
....leave the bush
and head for high seas...
nice artwork...pity about those scrawny arms
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