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I am a graduate (UWIC 1999, 2:1) illustrator and graphic designer available to undertake commissions for satirical and childrens' publications as well as any other design projects. Some recent projects and commissions have been Awash With Ale, a history of 2000 years of imbibing in Bath (ISBN 0-9546138-1-3) by Kirsten Elliot and Andrew Swift, several drawings and cartoons for the underground fanzine The Communal Viper and my own book of nonsense verse Imagine A Menagerie for which I am currently seeking publication. I will try to let the drawings speak for themselves, and hope you enjoy them. I like to rise to the challenge of commissioned work of any nature, and have a neat turn of phrase for a natty caption too! You can e-mail me at julian_landau@yahoo.co.uk to enquire about commissions, community arts projects etc.
PS. My other lives are led as a musician, poet and actor, you can find out what I do in them by going to The Zen Hussies to check out my band (they are my profile song)or Jules Landau to look over my solo career!I also have an evil twin called Devlyn Sinclair OBE whom you might want to annoy... ..
Below you can read one of the tales from my Imagine A Menagerie anthology...hope you enjoy it!

Just How Very Rare Is A Tasmanian Turtle Bear?

I’m sure there’ll be few whom when hearing this true
Tale of Tasmania will not exclaim ‘Who?’
When I tell them not of that infamous devil
But of a species of beast that causes no peril
Ursa Tustudo Tasmanicus
is seldom more to colloquially referred
As neither a beast nor a fish nor a bird
An enigma defying of natural selection
The Turtle Bear’s case has caused great perplexion
The cranial strengths of many high scholars
Have never endured such profound perspiration
Some in their efforts have resided in squalor
To examine and learn more of this abomination
Now as its name might rightly suggests
The Turtle Bear has a shell to curl bedtime
With a shell of the most beautiful saffron ‘tis blessed
Whilst its fur too is golden and glistens sublime
The Mother Turbs (as to natives beknown)
Beneath the white sands do keep a good home
They bury their eggs midst the warmth of the dunes
And lullaby babes with soft, Turbid tunes
The Father Turbs more like bears like the glades
Where in quiet meditation they will sit ‘neath a palm
They are oddly quite mystic, their hair all in braids
At night one might hear them a’ chant Turbid psalm
For food, they swim midst the emerald corals
And keep very strict to herbivorous morals
Where seaweeds and lava do amply most feed
For dining on fishes, there’s simply no need!
What wonder then were ever more strange?
More fine and peculiar (except when with mange)
Than Ursa Tustudo Tasmanicus, or
The Turtle Bear of Tasmania’s shore…
(c)Julian Landau 2001

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As an illustrator - Gustave Dore, Heath Robinson, Sir John Teniel, Robert Crumb, Ronald Searle, Humphrey Lyttleton.

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