If you’ve wanted an id-iom piece but didn’t have the dollar then worry no further. We’re doing a little edition of A4 hot foil prints for £15 unframed (+ postage)
Recently it was World Bee Day and on this day in 1734 Anton Jansa, the pioneer of beekeeping was born. The purpose of the international day is to acknowledge the role of bees and other pollinators in the ecosystem.
That’s important because a dwindling global bee population can only be bad news for puny humans as the bees pollinate an awful lot of the crops and flowers that we depend on for food. Without them we are somewhat doomed so it’s probably best if we take a bit better care of our little insect cousins and make sure they can continue doing their job.
As a big bonus, they also know how to make honey. Without that we’d be left with wasp gravy and you wouldn’t want that on your morning toast.
I struck up a conversation the other day with a man who had more than a passing resemblance to Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. I have enough tact not to start a conversation with such a glaring statement but the similarities between them were uncanny with the same large red nose, massive teeth and incredibly long face. To tell you the truth it looked like one of the plastic joke ones given out for Comic Relief but, of course, I didn’t say that either. Instead I struck up a conversation about O’Neill cylinders in an attempt to bamboozle him, hopefully leading to a mild sense of confusion so that he would lower his defences and I could hopefully find out if he was actually somehow related to the famous reindeer.
I won’t bore you with the ensuing small talk but I did eventually find out that his name was Rosacea the red nosed human and he came to have such a big red nose due to a chance meeting he once had with a drunk fairy who thought it would be funny to make a human version of Rudolph. Over the years Rosacea hasn’t found it that amusing however…
You’re probably not going to believe me but Gregor here used to be a top influencer on Instagram for this stunning good looks and perfect quiff but things have begun to go downhill rather rapidly for him.
It all started innocently enough. Gregor was studiously going through his daily beauty regime and was plucking a rogue nostril hair when he caught his own eye in the mirror. Taken as he was with his own reflection he gave himself a cheeky wink and it all escalated from there. Now he only has time for his own reflection. He’s given up posting on Instagram but sits staring at himself for hours on end. He will occasionally smile or wink at himself while he whispers unintelligibly into the mirror. What will come of him I hear you ask? Well if you know anything of Greek mythology then you’ll know that the story of Narcissus doesn’t end well for the person concerned…
On A4 and made using Charcoal, pencil, paint pen and acrylic, drop us a line if interested.
It’s funny how many advertising slogans can be applied to the murky world of drugs if you’re so inclined. For today’s instalment in a series we’re imaginatively calling ‘badvertising’ we’ve gone for a reimagining of Coke Zero and the classic ‘Taste the feeling’ tagline and colour scheme. We could have just have easily used ‘real Coke taste and zero calories’ but preferred the classic tagline as it’s a little more descriptive in this instance.
Anyway, today’s piece is on A4 paper and is made using the magic of imagination, foil and a laminator.
Now this is a story all about how Lou’s life got flipped, turned upside down and I’d like to take a minute, just sit right there. I’ll tell you how she became the ghost with white hair. It all began one morning when she was running a little late for work and decided to eat a bit of leftover takeaway for breakfast. This turned out to be a very bad decision. Within 3 hours she was dead. It’s unclear why she has been forced to haunt her old workplace for all eternity but she does it with dignity and grace. That is until she remembers the takeaway and goes into screaming banshee mode. It can certainly put you off your breakfast. That’s for sure. You may wonder why I’m telling you this. All I can say for sure is that questions are often more intriguing than answers.
We’ve all been there. Well, most of us anyway. It’s Thursday so perhaps a drink after work may be in order. One turns into another. Unfortunately, we all know the end result.
Friday becomes a day of creatively staring at the computer and shuffling round the office in a vain attempt to avoid detection. Little to no work will be done and he’d do well to actively avoid sabotaging himself. All he can look forward to is his boss putting him out of his misery and letting him go home early but he knows that is about as likely to happen as oranges suddenly becoming sentient worldwide. Let this be a lesson to all those thinking today might be that day!!
When the hot days get to much, what are the options? Climb into a freezer, book a one way ticket to the Antarctic, jump into a swimming pool or alternatively like this lady, do nothing and spontaneously combust.
For option one you would need a serial killer’s size freezer. For option two you would need to either stow away on a military plane or alternatively get a job at a science outpost. Option three is probably the most achievable but probably the one lacking the most danger. Option four seems the most out of the box solution and I’m not condoning her practises but i have to say she rolled with it amazingly and looked like she was enjoying herself immensely.
I’d consider putting her out but can already feel the heat from the flames. I figure she’ll either be okay or not. It’s probably just a special effect no?
I think the title says it
all. My only excuse was that I was working late in the studio, I didn’t
have my bifocals on and I was hungry. With everywhere closed nearby I
had a look around the studio and found a sandwich the other half of
id-iom had left earlier in the day before he had run out of the studio
screaming. That should have been enough of a sign but alas I was hard at
work and hungry.
I obviously ate the sandwich, the next thing I know is that I’m tripping out of my head. It’s probably best not to get into what I did during those few hours but I did manage to leave this behind which I only found after returning to the studio days later.
Sadly I still haven’t found the other half of id-iom but I do keep hearing reports that there is a paint covered man running around Brixton talking about a new colour he has come up with.
Let’s just hope he can recreate it when he gets back to the studio
With the memory of the Extinction Rebellion protests in Central London still fresh I thought I’d design a propaganda poster of sorts. The speed at which we humans are destroying our own biosphere is nothing short of astonishing. If only we could apply ourselves to less destructive activities we may even have a chance still. So, we fight because we must.
Anyway, if you’ve ever wanted an id-iom piece but didn’t have the dollar then worry no further. We’re doing a little edition of A4 hot foil prints for £15 unframed (+ postage). Drop us a line if you’re interested in ‘We fight because we must”.
There was a scientific study published in 1907 by Duncan MacDougall which hypothesised that souls have a physical weight and this could be measured by simply weighing a patient both before and after death. The weight that he came up with for the soul? Why 21 grams of course. I’m just guessing at it’s purity and colour with ‘pure white’ but I think we’d all be a little disappointed if it was black and mixed up with some other bodily detritus like a dirty little snot ball.
Anyway, if you’ve ever wanted an id-iom piece but didn’t have the dollar then worry no further. We’re doing a little edition of A4 hot foil prints for £15 unframed (+ postage). Drop us a line if you’re interested in ’21 grams pure white’.