With a double combo of moving house and studio we’ve come to realise that we’ve got a prodigious pile of art that has been collecting dust while we move onto whatever shiny art idea next caught our attention.
Sales has never really been our forte so we’re looking to rectify that. If you’ve only ever dreamed of owning an original id-iom piece then now’s your chance. It would probably have been a weird dream though.
Admittedly our first plan was to street drop everything but were convinced that perhaps an ‘everything must go’ eBay sale was perhaps the way forward instead so we’ll be putting up fresh stuff weekly until it’s all gone. Sales or death. It’s the only way forward so come and help a brother out…
We’ll be updating our eBay page with new pieces every Sunday.
Karen has always had a squiffy eye and doctors have told her that she can have surgery to have it corrected if she wants but she’s never wanted to have it done and never will. She likes the fact that people find it off-putting and when talking to her just don’t know which way to look. Karen also has a knack to roll her bad eye into the back of her head to really hit it home.
Through the years people have called her many names due to her affliction but one that has stuck because Karen liked it herself was ‘Ambly’. Karen also has a skill which is a direct cause of her wonky eye: she can tell if anything is squiffy even by the slightest degree with just a quick glance. Due to this many business sectors hold Karen in great demand for her unusual abilities. From the scientists at CERN to the builders of the worlds largest skyscrapers, to Tony from down Karen’s local pub who always asks her to see if he’s squiffy but Karen is always to polite to give him an answer. In all fairness everyone at the pub already knows the answer to that one…
To calm her down I offered her a drink which she excepted but to everyone’s dismay, she ordered a flaming Sambuca. No one was quite sure what she was going to do with it and we weren’t disappointed. She downed it in one and there in front of us the light orange glow of flames started to lick around her body once again. No one was quite sure but as she said her thanks she again started to strut down the street with smoke starting to billow around her, this was when I decided to take a mental picture so that I could try and paint her sometime in the next week.
There I was just last Friday having a few celebratory drinks in the pub due to the fact that another week had come to a close. When this woman comes sashaying past naked, literally on fire and without a care in the world. Now as I’m sure you’d agree this sent most of the patrons reeling, downing their pints and running off down the street. The more chivalrous of the group decided that instead of drinking their pints they would throw their drinks at the lady, thinking they were helping her out in some way but all that seemed to do was make the lady angry.
I was staring blankly out to sea whilst on holiday recently letting my thoughts drift aimlessly like the waves crashing on the beach in front of me. I must have been at it for quite a while as another beachgoer came over and asked ‘What’s wrong? You look so sad!’ So I preceded to tell them my woes, my current hopes and dreams and my thoughts on Brexit and the state of the music industry.
This must of taken a fair while because eventually they went in to their beach bag coming out with an A4 sketch pad and said they thought it would be best if i got it all out via the process of sketch. To try and fight the demons I decided to try and draw how I felt about it all but in the end all I got was this. I’m not going to try that again…
What would you do if you woke every morning in the woods near your house rather than your bed? I think I’d probably be a little concerned.
Carol here was so worried about this turn of events that she set up some cameras around her house to see exactly what was transpiring at night. To absolutely no ones surprise it turned out Carol is a sleepwalker or somnambulist. I think more concerning is that Carol still sleeps naked. She should probably do something about that…
So there I was in the pub the other day professionally ignoring the football when this guy came up to me and started pontificating about how secure an investment of Bitcoin surely was. He told me he could increase my investment 100 fold. It surely seemed a little too good to be true but I entertained him because there was still 40 mins left on the game of ballfoot to endure. Come full time he was still banging on about a new crypto wallet or some such rubbish. It took all conversational skills I’ve garnered over the years just to get a word in edgeways and in that conversational sweet spot I somehow managed to get him to accept a small portrait of himself by way of my investment. I’m not really sure how i’m going to get my investment back but I did manage to get rid of him. For now at least. The Bitcoin investors are easily startled but they’ll soon be back. And in greater numbers.
This man will only lay down a wager when his cat ‘Lady Luck’ tells him the conditions are good for him to do so and for the most part they’ve both come up trumps. In fact all the cat has to do is whisper ‘let it ride’ into his ear (whilst disguising such commands as an otherwise normal sounding feline ‘meow’ to any nearby human) and slim Jim here will drop everything he’s got on whatever bet is in front of him. If that’s not a strange system then I don’t know what is.
She’s on A4 and made using Pencil, paint pen, watercolour and acrylic.