Last time we met time-travelling warrior poet Azrael Goldbeard he was in his undercover human form sometime in the 1970’s but since then he’s mistakenly jumped to 2019 Brexit Britain and it has got him well and truly wound up. He’s not thinking of a spiffy haiku now but has reverted to his powered up warrior form as he can sense the awesome amount of negative energy all around him.
His beard is now composed of pure energy and his eyes are literally leaking the power of a dwarf star. We can only hope he decides to put this energy to good use rather than taking off and nuking the entire site from orbit and hightailing it back to the 70’s. I, for one, welcome our new galactic overlords…
When a prestigious London art handling company gives you a call asking for paint to be applied in a creative manner to an otherwise dingy area outside their warehouse then we’re only too happy to oblige. Given the nature of their work we eventually settled on a design that featured some little installers who are installing the company logo. How very self-referential. But you know the art world.
Unfortunately, due to some parked cars, we were entirely unable to get a decent final shot so that will be forthcoming sometime this week hopefully. However, if you’re the kind of person who really digs work in progress shots then have we got a mother lode for you today…
Hmmm… What can I say about this picture that it doesn’t already say for itself. I could try and describe my motivation but fear it would probably end up sounding like something from Reader’s Wives. Oh well, perhaps the following will fly…
The phrase comes courtesy of an overheard conversation whilst on a bus. I couldn’t tell you who had such overt desire or towards whom it was directed but I just couldn’t get the phrase out of my head. To cut a long imaginary story short I had a dream that night where loads of hands were grabbing me, much like when Sarah falls down the oubliette in 1986 musical fantasy film ‘Labyrinth’, but of course in my dream, it wasn’t quite as PG.
After waking with the half-forgotten dream quickly evaporating from my mind I jumped on to the nearest canvas to try to reclaim some of my increasingly slippery thoughts. You may wonder why. But personally I’d like to think ‘Why not?’
It is on a 1×1 m canvas and made using the magic of imagination, acrylic, spray paint and charcoal.
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.
The other day we were doing a graffiti workshop where people were spray painting skateboard decks. To facilitate this we brought out our big bags of random stencils that we have cultivated over the years. As we were sorting them out before the workshop we came across two pieces stuck together. After a little needling, some swearing and the application of careful hands we managed to extract this thing of beauty from in between them. Two become one, as the Spice Girls famously sang.
Although it is now pretty much useless as a working stencil I think it would look good framed but then what do I know?
Now i’m sure we’ve all heard of the term ‘Golden Girl’ usually referring to a young woman who has become unusually successful at an early age or a favored youth, held in high esteem by others, and for whom there are high hopes. This golden girl’s name is actually Auram but prefers to go by ‘Dawn’. She has her own very successful range of ‘Golden Dawn’ cosmetics.
She is attempting to parlay this success into re-establishing the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn, an organization devoted to the study and practice of the occult, metaphysics, and paranormal activities during the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Mainly because her great grandfather was one of the original founders. In my opinion it’s not the best reason to bring back a magical society in 2019, especially with all the success of Harry Potter. That said she’s the golden girl and not me…
It is A2 in size and made using spray paint, acrylic, paint pen and charcoal.
With the frenetic pace of modern day life it seems that everyone is always in a rush to be getting along to some other place. Almost like whatever destination you’re currently at is just a stepping stone to some other, better place. Which is surely a folly. Sometimes it’s nice to just stop what you’re doing and appreciate the moment. Or, as Ferris Bueller put it ‘Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.’ So there.
Made using spraypaint, stencils, text messages from my phone and some water droplets shamelessly stolen from MyDogSighs (and then inexplicably turned upside down) then affixed to a wall with one way security screws. Good luck getting that off.