Gary

I've already shown you a picture of the view from our deck, but now it's time for the rest of the story... When we look out of our enormous glass window which leads out to the deck, if we look a little to the left we see this: 

Awesome view, right? BUT, if we look straight ahead, we see this:

I would like to introduce you to our friend, Gary. Gary is the man who works in the office which is located directly across from our apartment and which we can clearly see into. We have no idea what business Gary is in or what "Gary's" actual name is, but we like Gary. He is a very diligent worker, hardly ever stopping from type type typing on that computer of his. We're pretty certain that he can see right into our apartment, but does he ever look over out of curiosity? No. What a gentleman. We, on the other hand, like to think of Gary as a sort of entertainment; it's like his office is our fish tank. We keep waiting for something exciting to happen. We're terrible people, we know. This is what life comes to when you find yourself in a foreign country with no friends, no pets, no job, and no television.

Now that you know the rest of the story, I would like to present Jason's latest painting, another in the "we're poor so we paint on cardboard" series, entitled, "Gary":

I love it. It combines two of my favorite things about Melbourne so far: 

Graffiti & Gary.

(Please don't press charges Gary. We love you.)