Creative Disease -
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Unless noted all work by David Holtek and Friends. Feel free to link and repost but only in a not-for-profit manner please.
Creative Disease -
making a case for anti-social counter-networking since 1998
Please consider buying a copy of the UK publication Private Eye. They are always very prompt and gracious in the rejection of my cartoons, including this one, and I much appreciate it.
JAN 2010
some much appreciated English sunshine
Something that would only ever be said by an
A. Artist or cartoonist
or
B. Someone with a humiliation fetish
"Honey, will you come point at me for a minute?"
as a lark I decided to write down the first letter of the band that my mp3 player's shuffle
mode played for 40 minutes. it spelled out k-i-l-l-e-v-e-r-y-o-n-e
From the I'm a Photographer Not a Terrorist demonstration. Trafalgar Square, London Jan 2010
I was shaken down myself once by 4 cops armed to the teeth in Charring Cross Station. My crime?
Attempted photography.
introducing new series
I do apologize if you've wasted a few clicks coming here and finding there's not as much new as usual.
It's here all right. It's all around me it's just not wanting to be completed.
I trust you won't abandon me forever for the crime of sporadicticity - which is a bit different than sporadicness.
Here's proof I'm still going - me and my collaborator hard at work
have returned from Helsinki and Tallinn...........here's a Helsinki -
and Death makes an appearance in Tallinn -
I hope to have a sort of RADIO-CREDI going sometime soon......just realized i don't have an Xmas cartoon for this year yet....better think on that........
Happy to report that I got a bonafide personal rejection email for the cartoon below from Private Eye here in the UK. He said some Italian already beat me too it. In the world of constant rejection you'd be amazed at how much you come to appreciate the personal ones. Seriously.
I can't resist embedding this octopus video if for no other reason than to push my t-shirt.