Bleu Hope's Uploads

An autogenerated Youtube playlist (that I’ve yet to listen to) prompted this malarkey... This narwhal needed a home too!

Lazy Sunday afternoons and all things Beatles influenced...

Driven by my mishearing of something Dr. David Scheel was talking about regarding the octopus Heidi he kept in his home for a yearlong period... His documentary ‘Octopus: Making Contact’ is a lovely thing worth watching I should add!

That time again, is it?

Cryptically does it... A narwhal swims around who-knows-what-it-all-means.

Dinosaur doodling is the way of things today.

Whenever I think of tags and/or labels for people, be it things like ‘gammons’ or ‘snowflakes’ et al, narrowing it down to a single person who represents that group is always running a fool’s errand in my opinion.

As another Wednesday winds down, my creativity has other ideas...

Had to find a title somewhere…

This line from the Stephin Merritt episode of the 'She's A Talker' podcast (referring to Stephen Sondheim plot-lines) got my imagination ticking in overdrive

Whalesongs to round the week off (as usual).

New sketchbook time? And right on time too.

Squids with a spiritual side.

Thinking ahead to loosening restrictions here in Scotland, one more day to go...

A handful of Brit flicks have been showing up on Disney+ lately, and one of them I watched recently had Luke Perry of all folks in it... the film in question is called ‘The Beat Beneath My Feet’ in case you’re curious. In all seriousness though, British films with American actors in them as a lead/central character will forever and always fascinate me, much like Luke Perry’s birth name did! Rest well good sir and thanks for everything.

Rabbit-eared whales because... well, why not?

This piece is inspired by Mental Health Awareness Week that’s just left us. Belated and as cryptic as things might be (as usual) here in Bleu’s world, better late to the party than never right?

I keep seeing the word 'binary' crop up a lot in various discourses I’ve caught a glance at recently, whether it pertains to discussions around things like cancel culture or countless other things too numerous to mention. Funny what the lack of a middle ground these days does to certain people, irrespective of their political/ethical viewpoints...

August it seems brings out the sluggish side of me...whatever the case, I'm back at it for now folks! :)

I miss having old-school, beautifully fucked up dreams that make zero sense whatsoever. One I had earlier this week met those standards of surrealism and more!

Giving Pichu a cybernetic upgrade!