Every now and again whilst i’m working in my oh-so-glamorous shed I’ll glance at this design pinned to the wall and my mind will wander. Sometimes I’ll catch a glimpse of a future where the id-iom stamp of approval is as ubiquitous as pieces of Ikea furniture.
To a time when the secondary market will be awash with fake id-iom prints and people will be clamouring for signed originals. Looking back our initial run of screen printed id-iom stamp of approval pieces will be seen as a seminal statement and turning point that allowed us to move onto ever larger and more extravagant projects and will forever serve as both indicator of good taste and be it’s own Certificate of Authenticity.
I can just hear a cyborg David Dickinson in 2050 proclaim ‘If you’d been spotting future antiques and managed to get on board whilst these were cheap as chips you’d be quids in now.’
Then i usually wake up and realise I’d been drinking heavily the night before…
She’s a single level screenprint in process magenta on A3 paper and is from a limited edition of 5. She is also signed and numbered on reverse. here is the ebay link
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Brotherhood of the Wolf
Some days things just don’t go as planned. Last week we were asked if we would like to paint up a wall for the Global Street Art ‘Walls Project’ and we readily agreed. So far, so good. We both set to work trying to come up with something suitable and then proceeded to bicker about exactly would be suitable, until the deadline was looming dangerously close behind us and as time, pressure and panic set in we finally got down to brass tacks.
Now we haven’t painted up in the east end for an age as we’ve had the house of paint to cover but times change, so to the east it was. That was about as good as it got. We jumped in the id-iomobile and, naturally, both front tyres were flat. A mile away from the garage, tires filled with air and another 30 minutes behind schedule we realise the car is running out of petrol. After pulling over and just managing to park up it was the somewhat familiar story of taking the empty petrol can and walking to the nearest petrol station. A good 20 minutes later we were on our way again.
After all these trials we eventually got to the East end and found the spot on Sclater Street which featured an unfinished piece by Masai that we were to go over. Finding and getting the ladders was our next task but considering our day that was easily accomplished. Finally we could get to work. Except that the other half of id-iom had forgotten to cut the outline of the stencil. Cue my fevered attempt to find something suitable for stencil cutting in a car park. With scissors duly purchased a hatchet job was then done on the outline and we could at least proceed.
Eventually the light was failing but we were in a position where we were happy. Finally it was time to grab a couple of photos and get home for a well deserved beer…
Brotherhood of the Wolf
Poet Mouse on the Olympics (grey)
Poet Mouse on the Olympics (yellow)
Poet Mouse on the Olympics (all 4)
Poet Mouse on the Olympics (back detail)
We had a little competition a while back to guess where i’d borrowed a quote from and so we needed to come up with some prizes. As i’d been rather taken with the Olympics as a whole and with Team GB’s performance in particular I thought what better than a small tribute to the endeavours of the multitude of sportsmen that have kept me entertained over the past couple of weeks. So here we have Poet Mouse expressing it in the words of Armand D’angour in his new favourite poem – An Ode to the London Olympics 2012. Three of these will be winging their way to the lucky recipients in the next couple of days and I can only hope they like them…
PS – If anyone’s actually wondering what the answer to the competition was it was ‘The Young Ones’
The Poet Mouse
“This street will become a shrine, and punks and skins and rastas will all gather round and hold their hands in sorrow for their fallen leader. And all the grown-ups will say, “But why are the kids crying?” And the kids will say, “Haven’t you heard? Poet Mouse is dead! The People’s Poet is dead!”
And then one particularly sensitive and articulate teenager will say, “Other kids, do you understand nothing? How can Poet Mouse be dead when we still have his poems?”
This is what will be said of Poet Mouse in coming years but whilst his work lives on he will live in our hearts…
There we were, just minding our own business, when we hear a series of barely audible little squeaks that were somehow coalescing into intelligible words right in front of us. After casting round we found this little fella reciting Tennyson’s ‘The Lady of Shalott‘ to us. Once he’d finished we had a small chat and he said he was an urban poet but due to his diminished size had a bit of trouble getting an audience together although he had some fantastic material. I can only hope he gets the attention he deserves. He was a very modest and friendly fellow so keep your eyes out for him, till next time my friend…
I’ve started today’s post with an (altered) quote that I feel is particularly relevant to Poet Mouse. A prize to anyone who can tell me where i nabbed it from…
And love to no one…
There I was sorting through the attic last bank holiday when I found an old box containing old photos and other such ephemera belonging to my long lost second uncle twice removed. Needless to say we knew little about him until we found this box and could not work out how on earth it ended up in the attic. In fact we’re not even sure he is even our second uncle twice removed…
The box contained some photos of the man in question taken whilst travelling the world (but I won’t bore you with them now as they are every bit as dull as your own holiday snaps), some letters which I might one day reveal (but they are a little saucy for your average reader as he was an avid whoremonger!). What I can show you though was a painting that accompanied his last missive and after reading it it seems clear that this is the reason he is ‘long lost’. To cut a long story short he felt that no one loved him and because of that he was going to give love to one. How sad If only I’d have known I could of given him one of my famous ‘this’ll make everything better’ hugs (as seen on TV). Maybe next time…
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We were recently asked to take part in a project called ’90 minutes’ for drinks giant Diageo. I have already covered our involvement and the piece we did here but we have just got an update from the PR company involved which shows us some of the other pieces that were created by various other artists. Now i’m going to reserve judgement on some of the pieces that were entered and just let you make up your own mind…
Click here for 90 minute art website
Following a show at Diageo’s HQ near Wembley they are going to be taking 11 bits of work out to various places to do 90 minute art exhibitions at various London locations.