The slim thin veil

The slim thin veil

This lady has a magic ipad that allows her to see through the slim veil that separates our dimension from the countless other parallel dimensions that occupy the same pan-dimensional space. All she has to do is put an appropriate search term into google, let’s say ‘dinosaurs’, and hold the ipad to her face and she can see directly into a world where dinosaurs still roam the planet.

Well, that’s what she told me before taking a deep swig from her concealed bottle of Buckfast and cackling at me and shouting ‘OK Google, robots’ at the ipad then holding it to her face and walking off directly towards a brick wall. Here ends the lesson.

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The Band in Hand

With some new soundproofing being constructed to go over the windows in the back room of our local boozer they needed us to add a touch of id-iom design magic so it would also function as a sign to let people know a band night was on and which way the entrance is (it’s an old pub so has 3 possible entrances – only one of which actually opens). A couple of design variations later and we were left with the bearded hipster style guy staring imperiously at you along with a couple of Band in Hand logo’s and the yellow and white arrows. It’s pretty clean and straight forward all things considered. I think I need to go and make a proper mess somewhere now…

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Some people call me pretty

Some people call me pretty

There are those who are blessed with the gift of beauty and there are those who have unfortunately been hit with the ugly stick. I hear you think ‘how very shallow for beauty is in the eye of the beholder’ and that is usually the case. But not always. Nearly everyone who has had the misfortune of setting eyes upon this soul have come away from the experience in tatters. Expect psychological and emotional scarring for openers and just hope that it doesn’t get any worse than that. In the interests of full exposure I should really mention that it’s not just his looks which drain most people but also his unbearable personality. It has been said that he was once used to wake someone from a coma although how true this is I’m not sure. I can only imagine it’s a case of out of the  frying pan and in to the fire with this situation though as once the poor victim is awake he’s fully aware he’s stuck in a room with this dolt. Merry Christmas.

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id-iom v Coyote Ugly: round 2

There’s nowt id-iom likes more than a road trip so when we got a call from Smirnoff about doing a few murals for the imminently opening Coyote Ugly in Cardiff we thought it sounded like fun. If you’re not familiar with Coyote Ugly (there’s also a film of the same name based on the original Coyote Ugly in New York) they’re a chain of bars featuring dancing bartenders who will leap onto the bar and throw some shapes at the drop of a hat. With the coyotes practising their dance moves in the cavernous main hall as a backdrop we set to work giving the place a touch of id-iom flavour.

Apart from a couple of errant light fittings in the middle of our paint spaces that we weren’t aware would be there it was reasonably smooth sailing. Thankfully though, after a little head scratching and a bit of jiggery pokery with the designs, we managed to make it seem like the lights being there was always part of the plan. A highlight of the trip was finding a couple of donkeys to take a selfie with whilst out for our lunch. We’re easily pleased.

Cheers

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Other people’s graffiti

In our continuing series of other people’s graffiti here’s a bit of unintentional dirt graffiti that caught my eye. I just like the way the lettering is like a ghost of the launderette sign that was obviously there for years. Pretty classy in it’s own special way.

Cheers

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id-iom v Coyote Ugly – round 1

There’s nowt id-iom likes more than a road trip so when we got a call from Smirnoff about doing a few murals for the imminently opening Coyote Ugly in Cardiff we thought it sounded like fun. If you’re not familiar with Coyote Ugly (there’s also a film of the same name based on the original Coyote Ugly in New York) they’re a chain of bars featuring dancing bartenders who will leap onto the bar and throw some shapes at the drop of a hat.  With the coyotes practising their dance moves in the cavernous main hall as a backdrop we set to work giving the place a touch of id-iom flavour.

Apart from a couple of errant light fittings in the middle of our paint spaces that we weren’t aware would be there it was reasonably smooth sailing. Thankfully though, after a little head scratching and a bit of jiggery pokery with the designs, we managed to make it seem like the lights being there was always part of the plan. A highlight of the trip was finding a couple of donkeys to take a selfie with whilst out for our lunch. We’re easily pleased.

Cheers

id-iom

Other people’s graffiti

Other people’s graffiti

In an attempt to bring a bit of levity to my Friday afternoon I’ve come up with a new feature I’m imaginatively calling ‘Other people’s graffiti’. Just putting up pictures of your own stuff seems a little self absorbed so I thought it was about time we branched out and started sharing the love – so each week (or frankly whenever we fancy it) we’ll be posting something that has somehow managed to snag our attention.

Today’s shot was taken at the Queen’s official residence in Scotland – The Palace of Holyroodhouse in Edinburgh – and features some ancient graffiti that was, I’m reliably informed, scratched in place over countless days/nights by bored guards. You’ve got to have a seriously mind-numbing number of hours on your hands to consider engraving your whole name and the date in stone by hand using (assumably) the tip of a knife or something similar. That’s dedication (or terminal boredom) for you.

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Cognitive dissonance

Cognitive dissonance

You know Christmas is approaching when the perfume and aftershave ads hit saturation point. In the name of science this poor soul has been watching back to back perfume adverts for 48 hours straight and, as you can see, the effects are becoming profound. He just can’t take it anymore and is now unsure of even the basics of reality. If he’s forced to watch more he will eventually believe he’s Gerard Butler with a faux French accent in an abstract world of soft focus women and cars in situations that make literally no sense whatsoever. You can see then why he’s looking a little discombobulated. He’s just lucky we didn’t make him watch the advert for Nicole Polizzi’s ‘Snooki’ perfume. He would be dead by now.

Cheers

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No not me, never not

No not me, never not

So the UpFest crew has gone and produced another amazing book celebrating eight years of The Urban Paint festival and the hundreds of  related artworks that have been produced by artists from far and wide. To celebrate the launch they will be selling 100 unique hand painted book presses (50 in Bristol & 50 in London) which will house the new book. All book presses will be blind wrapped and randomly sold making each copy a proper surprise! Oooh exciting!!

Anyway we were asked to paint up one of these fellas and this is what we’ve come up with. ‘No not me, never not’ is a common phrase for us to use as one of our general day-to-day rules is to deny our involvement in any given situation. It’s generally safer that way. So we thought we’d share this pearl of advice with it’s new owner. But rather than plaster one of our ugly mugs on something that may well be staring at someone from their bookshelf for eternity we thought it best to combine our rule of thumb with a more photogenic subject. Apparently that’s called marketing and it’s proved to be effective. So let’s hope it’s new owner will heed our advice of never admitting to anything (unless you have to). Here ends the lesson.

 

Cheers

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