I just love rescuing an old bit of wood to paint on. Previously it was just an old shelf destined for the tip. Now it’s probably still destined for the tip but at least she goes out looking good. I even tried my hand at a little engraved lettering on this one – which was a bit trickier than I thought but still looks pretty reasonable in the flesh. Considering I didn’t have replacement tips for the little drill thing I was using I was fairly happy with the end result.
‘Things are beautiful if you love them’ is a nice little quote from French dramatist Jean Anouilh. I particularly like the idea that anything can be beautiful if you love it and the converse that things aren’t inherently beautiful but the act of loving them makes them beautiful. Heady stuff for a Friday morning. I’m sure normal service will resume soon enough…
Tesco’s Finest ‘spice’ Melange – in store now!
Tesco’s Finest ‘spice’ Melange label
If you’ve ever seen David Lynch’s 1984 film Dune (based on Frank Herbert’s 1965 novel of the same name) then you probably already know what Melange ‘spice’ is. In the film it’s a drug that has some particularly useful effects and one big downside. It gives the user a longer life span, greater vitaility, heightened awareness and psychic powers. Which is handy as it makes safe and accurate interstellar travel possible. The downside however is that it is addictive and withdrawal is fatal. All this has conspired to make it the most valuable commodity in the universe.
Never one to miss a trick Tesco’s have made a couple of intergalactic deals and got their hands on some of the good stuff. It’s harvested by hand on the desert planet Arrakis from the excretions of the highly dangerous giant sandworm. Tesco’s then ship it to earth and package it up in their Finest range for just under £100 for 4g. A bargain to be sure. Get it while it lasts…
It would seem that the despicable character that is Nathaniel Bobois has managed to make another appearance in one of our pictures. He’s just too much of a rogue not to paint. It’s hard to believe that he and the amazing Roche Bobois came from the same parents. So, Nathaniel challenged the might of id-iom to a game of pool and that’s not the kind of offer we refuse. With Nathaniel preening and boasting around the pub we had a quick game of Paper, Scissors, Rock to see who would play him first.
I won and took to the table with a quiet determination. Meanwhile Nathaniel was still fannying about selecting a cue when I broke and took down three yellows to boot. Already on the back foot Nathaniel tried and failed to claw it back. I sunk the black about a minute after he took his first shot but he was not put off so with a volley of swearing he put down more money and challenged the other member of id-iom to another game. This went on till we’d cleared him out of the $150 he had. Don’t ask me why he had dollars on him but he did. It was money and we took it anyway. Here at id-iom we both feel a bit sorry – not for Nathaniel – but for his brother Roche because he’s just going to have to bail him out yet again…
Title: Game over
Materials: Paint pen, acrylic, screen print, watercolour and charcoal
Taking care of the necessary
Like the infamous Mr Wolf from Pulp Fiction this guy takes care of messy problems. He’s a cleaner if you will and once he has done his job he’s ready to get the hell out of Dodge. Being a cleaner can be a tricky profession and involves destroying or removing any incriminating evidence at the scene of a crime, typically a murder, to make it as if the crime never happened or certainly not in the way it really happened. I’d say most cleaners are at the lower end of the social scale but not this fella, he’s got important friends and is rolling in the deep end because he’s just the best there is at what he does.
Title: Taking care of the necessary
Materials: Paint pen, acrylic and charcoal
Sometimes, when I’m feeling a little low I play ‘clocks’, ‘the scientist’ and ‘yellow’ all at the same time, on constant repeat and with increasing volume until I feel that I am actually Chris Martin. It’s such an amazing feeling to consciously uncouple from yourself and hitch your trailer to Mr Martin’s consciousness. Truly mind blowing. Only joking. I can’t imagine what kind of tat you’d find floating around inside his bonce. You’d be experiencing some serious cognitive dissonance that’s for sure.
Anyway it’s been a good long while since we’ve done any celebrity quotes and I just couldn’t resist doing a new one when I saw this quote from Coldplay’s sassy frontman. I think I’d safely recommend the helmet option for him. Probably safer that way. Now I’ve just got to think of somewhere fitting that I can deposit it on the street. Drop us a line if you’ve got a good idea…
The Dark Cloud Descends
It’s coming to the end of the brief UK summer but we’ll hopefully still have a few days of sunshine left. Sadly, this cannot be said for this chap as a dark cloud has descended on his life and there’s nowt he can do about it. Why i hear you ask? Well he’s just found out that his ex (who recently left him due to his infidelities) has just won the Euromillions with the same weekly numbers they used to buy every week. She’s changed her mobile, moved in with some friends he’s never seen or heard of and is not replying to any of his increasingly desperate messages or emails. He’d try sending a carrier pigeon if he knew where to send it. To add insult to injury he’s just found out that she has been seen out on the town with one of her old flames. Now that’s enough to get anyone down in the dumps. I tried to tell him that everything happens for a reason and that it’ll be okay in the end but he wasn’t having any of it and just glared at me and stormed out. You can’t say I didn’t try…
Title: A dark cloud descends
Materials: Paint pen, acrylic, glitter and charcoal
The Setting Sun
You have to wonder why this young chap is looking so down. We’ve all heard the phrase ‘red sky at night shepherd’s delight, red sky in the morning shepherds warning’ and from the title of the piece you can probably guess what time of day the image is depicting. He’d had a good day shepherding, lost no sheep and his mother had packed him a truly amazing pasty for lunch. What more could a lad ask? I’m not sure what his problem was as I tried my best to get him to break out a smile out for me but he just sat there with this sullen little look draped over his face. Anyway, before I could release my full comic potential, which would surely get a smile out of him the sun started to set and this was the best I got. Sometimes I wonder why I bother…
Title: The Setting Sun
Materials: Paint pen, acrylic, gold leaf and charcoal
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