"Be downstairs at the brewery at 10:30am. We're gonna get some photos of you."

This happens from time to time.
Photos of some kind of new beer, or a new shirt... "sure, see you there".
Low and behold, good buddy Tom Wilkinson had set up a photoshoot in the brewery, with myself alongside Ginger Taylor and Scotty Dubya. The artists behind Young Henrys

"'re gonna be featured in Virgin Magazine".

Haha. Amazing. Virgin Magazine. My brain flooded with jokes as if a dam had exploded. This was my first time in Virgin Magazine. Should I be nervous? Was this going to hurt? Was this the right magazine for me? And so on and so forth.

So the three of us sat there, talking shit having a couple of breakfast tinnies while Tom snapped away. From memory, I recall we swapped a series of fucked up jokes and I went on to explain that I'd recently replaced all of my coat-hangers (a remarkably uninteresting story). Although the reason for it was that the metal ones take up less space on the rail and mean I can hang more shirts in my wardrobe, So, slightly educational. And I've somehow told this story a second time... I'll never learn.

Scott Dubya Williams. Sindy Sinn (me) and Ginger Taylor. Photo by Tom WIlkinson at the Young Henrys brewery.

Scott Dubya Williams. Sindy Sinn (me) and Ginger Taylor. Photo by Tom WIlkinson at the Young Henrys brewery.


Next thing you know I'm coming home from a weekend of work in Melbourne. Tired. Bleary-eyed.
Flipping through the pages of Virgin Airline's in-flight magazine (aptly titled Voyeur).

Found it. Bloody found it. There we are. Page 102.
Smiling and joking around about coat-hangers and how to explain to our pals that Virgin Magazine isn't what it sounds like.

Photo from June 3rd 2018, flying home from a work trip to Melbourne. 

Photo from June 3rd 2018, flying home from a work trip to Melbourne. 

AUDIO TECHNICA: Turntable Timelapse Video

On the 18th of January 2018, I hand-painted a AT-LP120-USB turntable for Audio Technica. And I was joined by the talented Ryan Sauer, who made a time-lapse of the process. The song used is an instrumental mix of HOLE IN THE HEAD (by my band The Persian Drugs).

We started by spray-painting the whole thing black, then lightly pencil-sketching the design onto it. From there I filled in the orange, the yellow and then the white. All the while drinking sneaky-tinnys. Which in the video you can see I've spray painted each one black, haha. By the end of the video I've accrued a small pile of crushed black tinnys.

The design was based off the artwork for the 2018 Record Store Day slipmats. And I've attached the concept for the turntable below. I'll post some photos of the slipmats and Record Store Day murals soon.

Behind the scenes as Ryan and Rhys nail the final shots. Filmed at Studio Two in Brunswick, Melbourne.

Behind the scenes as Ryan and Rhys nail the final shots.
Filmed at Studio Two in Brunswick, Melbourne.

Directed, filmed & edited - Ryan Sauer.
Timelapses - Rhys Newling.


So here's a funny one. Buckle in. On Tuesday night my beautiful girlfriend Beth and I came home from work, made dinner and settled in to watch the latest season of Workaholics on Stan. Most nights we'll chip away at a couple episodes of whatever shot we're watching, for us it's an end of day unwind. Which is why it was annoying when Stan doesn't play properly. Taking forever to load and when it eventually does, it's blurry and sometimes stops mid-show... it's the opposite of unwinding.

These blurry loading troubles had happened most times we'd tried to watch Stan. And we'd exhausted all avenues of our technical know-how, which is that you can fix anything by turning it off and on again. We'd tried that. Often joke to each other, "Imagine if we could get someone from Stan to come sit with us and see how shit this is ... imagine". So I took to Twitter.

I figured that inviting someone from Stan over for nachos seemed like the friendliest option. It's pretty much the opposite of trolling. And besides, everybody loves nachos.

The next morning, I woke up to an email from someone at Stan named Mike.

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"Who the fuck is Mike Sneesby?" I hear you ask.

Haha, ok sure! So Mike's the boss.
And the offer of beer and nachos had cut through the red-tape of customer service. Straight to the top!
So I emailed Mike back and we worked out the details for both the nachos and the evening.

Probably worth noting at this point, I'm confident that Beth and I make a fucking awesome nachos. Beth is a really good cook, and I have more of a "follow the recipe then add chili" approach to cooking. We make a good team. Usually I'm in charge of guac and the dishes.

And we were now faced with the fact that Stan was coming to dinner. Well, Mike. But Stan. Both.
I was also slightly dubious that maybe he was just calling my bluff.
And that he wasn't going to turn up. Was I going to be Stan'd up?
The emails continued.

Shit ... this is really happening! Mike is recruiting his best and brightest for dinner. All the details are locked in, I started to feel nervous that Stan would work when they were there and that I'd look stupid. Murphys law. But mostly I was excited, this will be fun. Five members from Stan are coming over for dinner. I called Beth and told her what I'd done, " *sigh* Ok. I'll write you a shopping list and you're cleaning up". 

So Thursday comes. A few times throughout the day people would remind me of the impending doom. Yes, I'd told a few people (everybody). At about 4pm I left the studio for the grocery store with shopping list in hand.

  • 3 bags of corn chips
  • 1 kilo of beef mince
  • 4 avocados (street value $25k)
  • 4 cans of diced tomatoes
  • 1 can of sweet corn kernels
  • 3 Old El Paso taco seasoning
  • Sour cream, jalapenos, lemon and coriander.

I met Beth at home and she got stuck into baking a hectare of nachos. I put some clothes away and made sure the first couple of beers tasted cold and delicious. Tick. 7:30pm rolls around. Beth and I look at each other wondering what the fuck we've gotten ourselves into. Why did I have to go and open my big mouth? Then the door-buzzer rings.

In walks a guy in a full body hazmat suit. Having watched Breaking Bad on Stan I knew this man. This is Walter White. "We're here for the pest extermination, mind if we bring in some equipment?". He takes off his respirator gas-mask. It's Beau Ryan. Then in comes the rest of the Stan team. Among them is Mike. Hugs and handshakes were exchanged. And I think we all relaxed as we realized none of us were serial killers.

I showed them what was wrong with my Stan. Thankfully, it didn't work. It played blurry and took ages to load. One of the team was their IT guru. He got stuck straight into the TV, while the rest of us got stuck into the killer nachos. Beth had nailed it. Meanwhile a computer flashed numbers and diagnostics, like some sort of hacker breaking into a crypto-safe. "We're not leaving until this is fixed!" Mike explainedI joked he could sleep on the couch if he needed.

The Stan team were all super nice. A lovely and funny bunch. And we all realised this was ridiculous. As good guests, they'd brought with them a goodie-bag of Stan swag and some extra stuff like Sour Warheads... which they'd secretly discovered was my favourite. They'd done their homework. Which panned out well for me because I fucking looooove Sour Warheads. Mike told me about Stan and how it all started. He also told me about shows that were about to come out that nobody knows about yet (shh). And I talked about my art stuff, Young Henrys beer and how I'd recently found out my next door neighbour is a magician (that's another story). Around 11ish, their guru Pranav has found and isolated some errors. It seems the Stan buffering blah-blah router algorithm blah blah code doesn't like my modem. So they reveal a shiny new modem and Mike triumphantly stomps the old one to death and throws it into the bottom of the ice-watery esky. 

We search for the remote and Stan is opened. Mike sits down with Beth and I , we press play on No Activity. It loads seamlessly and plays crystal clear. Success! I'm pretty excited by all this. There are heaps of fucking rad shows on Stan, and they gave me a pretty solid list of recommendations. On top of everything, there's every episode of Seinfeld. And all it took was a cry for help and offering of beer and nachos. And it was amazing to finally have Stan come witness and fix the problem.

Beth, Mike Sneesby and I on the couch. Having a tinny watching the fixed Stan.

With Stan fixed, we swapped handshakes and hugs one final time. They packed up their tinnys, complimented Beth's nachos one final time then vanished off into the night. They left just after midnight. 

And that, is the night that Stan came for dinner.
If you wanna come over and watch TV with us, shoot me an email.

Update: My phone just exploded with notifications.
PedestrianTV have shared the story. Haha, love it. Great work legends.

PEDESTRIAN TV: "Men of many talents"

Fuck, it was a while ago now. 
But on December 2nd 2013, I was included in a blog post on Pedestrian TV. The blog (titled "MEET MEN OF MANY TALENTS" focused on several busy men and I. They wanted to know what made me tick, and enquired about things I do and love outside of illustration.

A lot has changed since then, I'm now full-time freelance.
But on the other hand, I still really love burritos.

Check out the article, otherwise here's my part of it:

Meet Sindy Sinn. We discovered him hanging around some rather derelict brick buildings in St Peters, taking a break from screen printing band shirts. Working for APRA|AMCOS, if you need to know anything about music licensing and copyright, Sindy is most definitely your man. When he’s not thinking about the creative law, Sindy is a freelance illustrator with a penchant for big and bold ‘90s style cartoons (think Ren & Stimpy).
Currently customising a motorcycle helmet (which is rather hard considering it’s like painting a bowling-ball), Sindy needs to keep his hands busy otherwise he feels odd. Aside from that, Sindy is really – and we mean really 
– passionate about burritos. 

CJ RAMONE: Australian Tour Poster 2015

I was very honoured to be able to contribute to CJ Ramone's upcoming Australian tour. 
My beat-up and battered Ramones skull is going to be used as some gigposter artwork. 
Mondo Bizarro and Brain Drain are some of my favourite Ramones albums. 
And of course not to mention his solo album Bad Chopper. 

So I was very excited. I cranked up the stereo and smashed it out. 
Here is the finished result ... and I've included the sketches from throughout the process.

CJ Ramone FB
CJ Ramone Sindy Sinn Shirt
CJ Ramone Poster Signed
CJ Ramone Sindy Sinn