It’s not like team id-iom needs much in the way of reasons to head to the pub so when we got the call from a new pub, The Perky Nel, in Clapham South (on the site of the now deceased Gigalum and Oblivion bars) to say they needed some inspired interior design to brighten up an area by the kitchens we were happy to oblige.
After a bit of toing and froing we finally had an agreed design bringing a bold nature inspired heart design to the area around the serving hatch. Featuring flowers, badgers and an SW4 banner it’s a little ode to the Common. Although how many badgers are still knocking about in there is anyone’s guess…
Now I’m not entirely sure what these boys are up to but you can bet your bottom dollar it isn’t something wholesome that your mum would approve of.
In our post-brexit future however all street corners will come equipped with at least a couple of these lads hanging around who’ll you have to bypass on the way to your zero hour contract minimum wage job that you’re desperately trying to keep a hold of. Grim isn’t it? But, as they say, failing to plan is planning to fail.
‘Bovver Boys’ is still available via Play Dead gallery until 16th Feb. She’s A2 and is £130 if anyone wants to give her a new home.
We as individuals make our own limitations, our own chains. Without sounding like a self-help book ‘we forge the chains that bind us in life’ is something of a blinding truism that many people fail to see. It’s not what happens to us in life but how we handle whatever comes our way that makes us what we are. That said I did get arrested once and i’m pretty sure the handcuffs weren’t constructed by my fair hand. So take from that what you will.
Those in the know may have realised I’ve paraphrased Charles Dickens for the quote on this one. But it’s a good one.
A few versions of ‘We forge the chains’ are still available via Play Dead gallery until 16th Feb. They’re A2 and are £130 each if anyone wants to give them a new home.
She dangerous! She’s deceptive! She’s deadly! She’s a Daughter of the South for sure. You may have seen her once but you’d never recognise her again. They are legion. When the nation calls an enigmatic and elusive Daughter of the South is sure to answer. And roll opening credits.
That would be my pitch for my imaginary TV series ‘A Daugther of the South’. Think somewhere between Breaking Bad and Sons Of Anarchy but set in wartime UK. Oh bugger. I’ve just come up with a parallel universe version of Peaky Blinders haven’t I? Great minds and all that…
‘A Daughter of the South’ is still available via Play Dead gallery until 16th Feb. She’s A2 and is £130 if anyone wants to give her a new home.
She looks much like any other lady you might see swanning around town and to all intents and purposes she is. It would be difficult to distinguish her from a thousand others just like her if you didn’t happen to know her a bit better. And what would distinguish her in this modern world of tinder dating, digital photography and deliveroo would be the fact that she likes to do things the old fashioned way. That isn’t to say she isn’t aware these modern conveniences but just that she prefers the old school, hands-on style experience. And who’s to say she’s wrong…
‘A little old fashioned that’s all’ is still available via Play Dead gallery until 16th Feb. They’re A2 and are £130 a pop if anyone wants to give them a new home.
I’m not sure if i’ve ever suffered an existential crisis on the level that this man is currently having to deal with. Sure, I’ve had some strange notions from time to time but this guy’s desperation at his inability to tell his lovely lady that they aren’t really lovers and are, in fact, just stencils is somewhat heartbreaking. Life can be tough, can’t it?
It’s a very different experience painting outside in winter compared to summer. It’s freezing cold, wet and windy and you have to finish by 4pm as it’s pitch black.
No sooner had we got our stencil up and begun applying the very expensive UV reactive white paint to the boards that the rain sweeps in and washes it all straight off. What fun.
Our idea was to paint the boards up so they’d look good in normal light but would really kick when you put UV light on them. Despite the inclement conditions we eventually prevailed. Albeit a day later than planned…
In the Isle of Man there is something of a superstition whereby Manx people can’t say the name of one of those little furry things that were blamed for the Black Death, pestilence in general and a whole host of other nefarious things. The reasons for this have dissipated into the mists of time but the superstition remains and due to this quirk in Manx folklore there are a number of socially acceptable local alternatives which include joey, longtail, ringie, iron fella and roddan.
Recently young people have also begun saying ‘r-a-t’ owing to the influence of English immigrants but older people on the Isle of Man don’t tend to listen to those Jonny come-overs too much and certainly not on such serious subjects as these little buggers. There is a comparable taboo against uttering the word ‘rabbit’ on the Isle of Portland. Here ends the lesson.
Title: Mickey or a ringie?
Media: Acrylic and paint pen