What price are you putting on your life ? I remember when I started work at 16, my time was worth $7 an hour and after 6 months it was worth 50c more.
What makes your life worth what it is? is it your boss? your skill level your luck of landing that dream job? or is it your you wants and needs. If you want a WRX, a motor bike the newest iphone , the latest designer shoes or dress you also need to work. So realistically, you will work at any job you can get, to satisfy these wants you create. You choose how much you work, by how much you want.
Want less, work less, live more.
or even better….
Know what you want but want only little, work smart doing something you love, live gratuitous amount.
—-
Now down to business
its been two weeks since the last post, whats been happening?
I popped over to Australia with the help of some close mates ( Big thanks to Kam Grant(ed), Simon and Leon Dear, Barkley and my older brother John Lee ). They surprised me by generously buying me a return ticket to Australia. Just for the weekend, just for my brothers 30th.. EPIC !!!
My flight got delayed a whole day in Kuala Lumpur .. a bit of a drag, it cut the 3 days away down to just two… not to fret though, a nice muslim girl took me home from the airport and let me stay at her house.

I met a few familys while waiting in the airport, here I am with a collection of their kids playing games
Flying into Australia a day late ment that I missed my ride down to Margret river (wine country) from Perth. Good mates came to the rescue again, Nick Ducrot picked me up from the airport and we set off on the four hour drive straight away.
We arrived to a warm welcome at the villa John had rented, all the big names had turned up and we were soon herded into two mini vans and driven to town. Wine tour time.
John had rented all 22 of us mountain bikes, the day was to be spent cycling 18km and doing skids and jumps between vineyards . Our friend Gad was the first to go over the handle bars and as we got more drunk a few more little mishaps happened here and there. Five vineyards later we all sat around in the sun eating cheese, pickled meats ,olives and crackers, the cheese for me was something special, over the last year I haven’t had a good cheese. Its just hard to find in a lot of countries.
When we got back at the Villa Zach Cassidy set up his turntables and started playing slow jams until every told him to shut up .. haha .. nah. I cant back that up with fact, the truth of the matter is Zach is pretty good on the tools and there was dancing and rump shaking.
I will leave names out of this but there was a bit of a mishap during the night, one of our friends was in bed with a girl trying to get some action and a few mates busted in the room, the friend jumped out of the bed and kicked the door shut … unfortunately another friend had his finger in the door and it nearly got cut off. There was blood and there was weeping.. moral of the story is … don’t don’t UFC kick doors taking for Kamron Granted that all fingers are clear. No fingers were lost and the music went on, so all was well .
–
Im on a plane. I’m in an Airport. I’m on another plane, then back to 37 degree Bangkok for a coconut, kiwi fruit smoothie.
My studio is pretty set up these days, I have meters of canvas and liters of paint. .. time to get cracking again. Here is somethings I finished lately.
I finally finished the final papers of my Teaching English Cert. Now I can teach english at any of the schools here in Thailand. Within days of getting my cert I get offered a full time job teaching english at an institute not far from my house.
22 hours a week and 30 000 baht a month ($1000 USD)…. I turn it down. 22 hours, believe it or not is to many hours for me to work in a week, this blog isn’t called ‘Obeying life’s rules’ now is it, 22 hours is to much. Luckily I got some heat from a classified I posted online a week or so back, a mother of an 11 year old boy needs a private art/animation teacher.
This suits me much more, its 1.5 hours a week, plus an hour or so prepping the lesson and 2 hours travel. $30 USD p/h. My rent per month is $170 so if I work this animation job and sell a few paintings a month, I’m making a living.
The main reason I turned down the 22 hour a week teaching english job was that it would take huge amounts of time away from my painting, I seem to be painting in bursts and the bursts are unpredictable, some times I paint from the moment I wake up , others I don’t start till late at night then work through the dark hours. If I had an obligation to wake up ever day at a set time I feel I wouldn’t paint so much.
Im going to finish here but ill just note a few other things I’ve done since my last post, I help design some graphics for a lighting and visual studio of my friends. I painting this mural and also got my self a full Cashmere get up for teaching
Hope all is well in your neck of the woods
MD out
















































































































































































































































