Be a Superhero this Movember.

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I’m one week in to this Movember thing and I have been combining my craft with the thing growing on my face. After I finished decoupage-ing my goiter I started painting a new series of mustaches. The paintings featured below are done with watercolour and ink. They are all for sale for Movember with half the money going to fight men’s depression and support mental illness. These are the first three of this series and there are more to come including The Flash and Spiderman. I started draw Wolverine with the aim to make his mustache out of claws and he just looked like a cat with wiskers… The fluffy tail and ball of wool may have also added to the problem. I’ve also been taking part in a weekly Movember documentary which now features a muppet I used in my Sydney Fringe show. Here is a behind the scenes look.

You can view the video at the end of this post or here.

These new works featured below cost $100 each and are 30cm x 38cm.

If you would like to purchase one please contact me here.

If you would like to just give me a movember donation do so here.



If you would like to donate more and would like to buy a bigger artwork check out my last blog post for more mustache paintings. My favorite painting is also up for grabs and that can be viewed here.

It’s the 1st of Movember

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It’s day one of Movember. Shaving my upper lip is just one of the things I won’t be doing for a full month. I also won’t be cutting my fingernails but this is less in the aide of charity and more in the aide of looking like Wolverine. I am growing a mustache this November to raise awareness of men’s health issues like depression and testicular/prostate cancer. Often men with depression don’t seek out help. Beyond Blue is a service for anyone to seek assistance with any mental anguish. Letting close friends know if you are feeling depressed is totally acceptable… this is what friends are for… this and air-hockey (it’s the only game I can accidentally lose when playing unopposed – losing with friends is better than losing alone).

As the skin between my mouth and nose gets hairier I will be be producing paintings of mustached men for sale during the month of November. Half the money raised goes to Movember. By Buying a painting like the ones pictured below you will be helping Australian men break the culture of hiding their depression.

The prices of the paintings will vary from between $100 to $2,000. I will take requests for paintings and we can talk price from there. Stay tuned for more artworks to come.

If you want to buy a painting just contact me.

If you would just like to make a straight donation view my Movember profile here.

You should also check out and Like my Mo team For the Love of Mo where I am also taking part in weekly videos tracking my progress. LETS GET HAIRY!

Bad Seeds, Acrylic on Board and Flannelette, 60cm x 40cm (2012)



Uncle Moe Jr., Acrylic on Board and Flannelette, 40cm x 60cm (2011)


Remember Remember the Hairy Movember.

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I am taking part in Movember this November. This means I shave my face and grow a mustache for thirty days.

I am nervous about doing this as, although I have a beard, the section between my nose and upper lip is wispy and blonde. My Mo isn’t very impressive. When I described my predicament to my friend a while ago she said that this month is going to be less like Mo-vember and more like No-vember. Her pun backfired and she felt pretty stupid.

In July I gave personalised drawing to every one who donated to my Dry July cause. This November I will be producing paintings all month of mustached men. The paintings will be up for sale. 50% of the sale will go to the Movember charities supporting the fight against testicular cancer and men’s depression. Below is the first paintings up for grabs. It’s an old favourite.

Five Ways To Dust a Cookie, Acrylic on MDF, 200cm x 60cm (2008)


The prices of the paintings will vary from between $100 to $2,000.

I will take requests for paintings and we can talk price from there. Stay tuned for more artworks to come. I am also taking part in weekly videos tracking my progress. LETS GET HAIRY!

If you want to buy a painting just contact me.

If you would just like to make a straight donation view my Movember profile here.

Title Pages Were My Favorite Part of Primary School

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This is a big painting I made this year for a very groovy bar on the UNSW campus called the Whitehouse. The building was on the site before the university was the university and it was converted to a bar/bistro/cafe/cocktail bar just over a year ago. I worked there during its first year and noticed that people were unaware of what they could order upstairs. Some idiots people didn’t even know there was an upstairs, they must have wondered why the ceiling was so low for a 12 meter tall building. I applied my skills of artmaking and tellingpeoplewheretogo and created the above artwork. It was a good exercise in creating functional text based art and now people know about the cooler bar upstairs where there is usually an empty seat or two.

Numbskull is a Sydney based artist who uses text really well. When I have disposable “art-buying money” next I’m gettin’ a Numbskull canvas. I don’t care what the text says he can make anything look cool. I don’t care if it said “Edmund has an arse full of badger meat” I’d still buy the shit out of it and hang it in my mums kitchen!
Text based art can be really dynamic and Numbskull makes font I want.

Here is some of Numbskull’s handy work.



You should also check out his website here.

Fat Batman and Musical Hulk. GIMME A REASON WHY I SHOULDN’T!

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This is a painting of The Incredible Hulk playing a piano accordion. I painted this because I’ve never seen this before. I’m starting to realise that that is a perfectly good reason to paint something. Graff work is perfect for this philosophy because it’s temporary, you get to produce really big works which you paint in order to better your skills and you simply get to “see what it would look like”.

The following works were thought up on the spot and were executed on another outing to the Sydney Uni graffiti tunnels earlier this week. I brought a film crew along on the night as there is a documentary about me in the works titled Portrait Of The Artist As A Complete Jerk. It’s a running title that I didn’t come up with but they assure me it’s a ‘running title’ and it will be titled something else along the lines of ‘Edmund Iffland: He’s A Nice Boy’ and that this is going to be quite a positive documentary. Not sure why they needed to film me kicking puppies and pretending to do the crystal meth in that public toilet.

Fellow Sydney Fringe comedian Tom Walker joined me on this trip to the Sydney Uni. I think his parents are really happy Tom had someone to play with this week. Tom painted some things as well including the following image… it’s a character Tom assures me exists called Buff Man.

Tom has a blog you should also look at it’s

The Beautiful Spoils of War

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This is Nick Capper:

This is me (Edmund Iffland):

Nick is an accomplished stand up comedian. Nick has the exterior of a country-boy and the mind of an 18th century art student who was only allowed to sketch what he saw at home and after spending his entire life in a glove factory chose only to paint portraits of his dog Nathan who never existed… In short, no one knows what goes on inside Nicks head but when he  draws cartoons it helps us understand the “kind” of  madness Nick possesses.

I have spent six years at uni working on my fine art/arts degree. Sure, most of this time was spent doodling in exercise books and goofing off in the university comedy society. And sure, my most acclaimed work should be my semi finalst portrait for the prestigious Moran Prize, but had I added a cat video to my childish signed triptych of Michael Fassbender, this would have been my most notable work.

It had become apparent that both comedy and art were my true callings. I have decided to combine my strengths and join forces with the formidibaly strange Nick Capper to write a one hour show on the history of stolen artworks. This originally began with a plan to steal a number of Ken Done paintings from he Museum of Contemporary Art in Sydney. When Nick and I found a few of these in the gallery dumpster we decided we could earn more money just talking about them at the Sydney Fringe Festval than we could selling Dones on the black market.

It is a one night only show and if you want to catch two Ren and Stimpy enthusiasts talking about Art Theft this is the show for you.


Encounter of the Fassbender Kind.

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I am not ashamed to say that the artist in the studio next to mine works harder than me. Like me, she works on commissions and personal works. Like me, she runs a blog in order to keep her comedy muscles toned. She is a successful full-time playwright. I admire her tenacity and passion for her craft and I take every opportunity I have to let her know this interrupt her progress when mine falls flat, to ask her to join me on a coffee run when I’m stumped and she is sprouting new ideas at a rapid rate. After being a professional brother to four sisters for almost 25 years, my efforts as an annoyance and distraction have recently been futile. My neighboring artist Jess Bellamy is now enjoying the fruits of her labor at the Venice Film Festival as a screenwriter for a short-film that featured in the top ten films in Ridley Scott’s “Your Film Festival” this week. Jess had to change tact and try her hand at screenwriting to adapt her play “Bat Eyes” for film. As the film was in the top ten in this international competition she got to mingle at a party with Ridley Scott and Michael Fassbender.

Like any good friend would do, I took this opportunity to ride the Bellamy-wave of Fassbender-heavy success. The night before Jess left for Venice I, like Jess moving from play to screenwriting, moved from fine art to this…

Now, Michael Fassbender is not familiar with my artistic prowess. He is not aware that I can do much better than this. He is also unaware that the “teachers handwriting” labeling the different Fassbenders belongs to my girlfriend Caro. He probably could deduce that I am a fan of his and really that’s all that matters here right? RIGHT?!

IT’S THE BEST PLAN GUYS! ANY ARTWORK THAT IS MORE REFINED THAN THIS JUST LOOKS CREEPY… Well this one doesn’t look creepy so long as you believe that the artist responsible for this work was actually five years old and that he had sat through Prometheus, X-Men: First Class and Inglorious Basterds without shitting his Osh-Kosh-Bagosh pants. Because we all know that overly-shaded fan-art is a fan-boy no-no. The thought of you gently scraping the end off your pencil, then gently rubbing the shavings in to the soft face of your crudely, yet affectionately and meticulously drawn, celebrity obsession is not going to get Michael Fassbender to your Christmas dinner with your family like you prayed for (because that’s what Jesus is listening out for – not starving children in war torn countries… Celebrity/fan meets!). Just ask Daniel Craig.

So Jess was at the party and the following unfolded…

Jess met Fassbender.

At the party she also met his girlfriend Nicole Beharie and found she was the best operative to probe the crowd to deliver my artwork to Fassbender.
Here is Jess’ report:

I went up to Fassbender’s girlfriend Nicole, told her I thought she was great in Shame, chatted a bit about Bat Eyes, and then I went “ok this is a bit awkward but when I was talking to Michael I didn’t want to give him this. My friend who is an artist has a picture for Michael. Do you want it?”She takes it, laughs a lot, and goes, “how old is your friend?:I say “mid-20s”.

Moment of awkwardness.

Then she’s like “That’s awesome. I’m giving it to Michael”.

This is Nicole holding my drawing looking for Fassbender (For Real!)

I go off to drink 25 more spritzes, and suddenly there’s a Google executive yelling “WE NEED A SHARPIE! DOES ANYONE HAVE A SHARPIE” (no one had a sharpie) – and then Nicole finds me in the crowd, hands me the piece of paper, and he has signed it for you. With two XXs.

Holy Fucking Shitballs! I THINK I JUST WON THE INTERNET!
Also you must watch this video of  Jess talking about Bat Eyes 

and here is the short film in full.

Proud of you Jess…

But (I’m not gonna lie) more proud of myself.

Merch Appreciated

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 I have been trying to get my designs out in to the real world. For a while I was tatooing my artworks on the butt-cheeks of shut-ins. I erected a billboard in the heart of New Zealand’s CBD. I even printed my works on A5 paper and inserted them in to the front of every copy of Rhonda Byrne’S “The Secret” at my local library.
Discus Inferno by Edmund Iffland Kubrick's Killers by Edmund IfflandThor and Order by Edmund Iffland Pop and Lock by Edmund Iffland
After all this hard work no one saw my artwork but recently I’ve noticed a lot of people like to wear T-Shirts. I did some resarch and found that often people print artworks on their T-shirts. have cottoned on to this fad and I have asked them nicely to use a few of my designs. I think I’m on to a good thing. So if you would like to wear one of my designs go to and buy one from the internet. Or if you are a shut-in with a naked arse that’s hungry for some ink lemme know.

No Booze but All Bacon!

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I’m ten days in and Dry July has me cooking some serious Bacon. Lucia Giuffre was the first to donate so she receives the first Kevin Bacon artwork. My Dry July team mate is award winning playwright: Jessica Bellamy. Jess is offering to write fan-fiction for every donation she receives. When Lucia donated to both Jess and myself she requested Jess and I collaborate on a Kevin Bacon/slasher fan-fiction creation involving David Attenborough and the underground cave systems of Mexico. The story is pretty saucy, I’m not going to lie, I haven’t been this aroused since I met Richard Wilkins at the boner factory.

Meanwhile, Dry July may be helping me raise money for adults living with cancer but goodness I REALLY WANT A BEER! I had an alcohol free beer yesterday, it was like renting out Death At A Funeral and realising it was the bullshit American remake with Martin Laurence. WHY DID THEY REMAKE THAT MOVIE?! IT WAS ONLY THREE YEARS OLD AND IT WAS ALREADY IN ENGLISH.

Anyway here is the erotic fan fiction that is helping raise money for cancer:


David Attenborough had never had such a small tour group.

Normally when David Attenborough ran his dedicated ‘no customer leaves unsatisfied’ tours of the intricate underground cave systems of Mexico, his tour group was filled to the brim, leaking and bursting with desperate, over-keen fans, all of them trying to bring in extra family members and lovers, all of them dying NOT to miss out on the great Sir David’s  100% satisfaction guarantee.
Sir David loved running these tours. He loved the thick bushy entrance to the cave’s inner recesses. He loved the long dripping stalactites that littered droplets of cold liquid over his upper lip, and brought out sweat on his wrinkled forehead.

The Mexican underground caves begged him, every day, to come inside them and explore.

And explore he did.

But today was puzzling because instead of his usual thrumming, jostling, over-eager crowd, there was just one man. One cool, calm, collected man, acting as if this excitement was no big deal at all.

It was Kevin Motherfucking Bacon.

He stood tall and proud in his double denim. He brushed a hand through his wavy brown hair. His eyes were sharp blue, an azure like the gushing lakes of the inner rivers of the cave they were soon to explore. And I do mean explore.

David moved forward to say hello, one arm outstretched, and Kevin pulled him into a firm, manly, loving hug.

He smelt like cinammon and glory.

“Hi there,” said Kevin, softly into David’s ear. “You might wonder why I’m all alone here today.”

“Yes, I did wonder,” mumbled David, willing away a burgeoning semi.

“You see, I’m studying for a role in my next blockbuster film. The character is a guy who does a personal tour with David Attenborough. And then has sex with David Attenborough.”

David bit his tongue in surprise.

“And also…” Kevin continued, “I hope this won’t alarm you, Sir David. But I am a method actor.”

And that was that. The tour began.

They explored the caves together – all sorts of beautiful caves. Warm and dark caves, with long leaking stalagmites and certain recesses that were very stalac-tight, and they lay each other down on the banks of the longest flowing river in all of Mexico. It was so blue, and so warm, despite being metres underground, and the two very different men held each other tight, and they touched doodles, or however gays like to do that sort of thing because I skipped those lessons in Year 10 PDHPE, and Kevin fully, AND I MEAN FULLY, inhabited his character.

And Sir David had a pretty good time too.

Dry July Has Me Makin’ Bacon.

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I’m doing Dry July. This means I don’t drink any booze for the month of July. It is all in support of adults living with cancer.

My spirit guide for Dry July is Kevin Bacon. Bacon is helping me get through this booze free month, looking at his chiseled chin and large luxurious forehead makes every day easier.

Every donation made will receive a personalised Kevin Bacon cartoon. Just make a donation, email me with your postage address and I will post you an original one of a kind hand drawn image of Kevin Bacon helping you out on a big night out. Kevin could be your designated driver, or holding your hair back while you puke, or just cooking you a nice ‘hang-over breakfast’ of scrambled eggs and Bacon. What ever you want!

Every donation counts and it all goes towards adults living with cancer. Please give generously.


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