Off the cuff
I’ve managed to damage my rotator cuff somehow. If you’ve ever done the same you’ll know how incredibly painful it is. I only usually cry at soppy Hollywood movies like Cool Runnings but a few days ago I have to admit i might of got a little teary thanks to my own shoulder. It would have to be my right shoulder as, of course, I’m right handed which means work has slowed down somewhat.
That said i did manage to finish this piece which is a kind of self portrait in the fact i think it perfectly interprets how i’m feeling at the minute. Eyes that look both wild and sedated at the same time. And I’ve added the crown to show everyone what a big boy I am dealing with such unamusing sensations. Painted on A3 paper using acrylic, paint pen, charcoal and gold leaf. Drop us a line if interested.
For our fifth visit to Whitecross Street Party we thought we’d go for something mysterious and classy. Whether or not that’s worked is up to you to decide. The lady is based on a picture of ‘plus size’ model Robyn Lawley. Why on earth she is referred to as ‘plus size’ is beyond me though. If you saw her in the street I’m pretty much ‘plus size’ would be the last thing you’d be thinking. It’s an odd world we inhabit.
The lettering we’ve used all over the piece is Lord Byron’s poem ‘She walks in beauty’. Apparently he went to a ball and met his cousin by marriage, Mrs Anne Beatrice Wilmot, who was in mourning and wearing a black dress set with spangles and next morning he’d come up with what is widely regarded as his most famous work. Inspiration can strike at strange times it would seem. Once you’ve combined that with our extra busy striped background then you’ve got another certified id-iom piece. It’s on a 120cm square board. Just drop us a line if interested.
A big thanks to Teddy for having us and, as ever, it’s nice to catch up with the various people that dropped by for a chat. Let’s hope we can bring back some glorious sunshine for next year…
Whilst scratching my head one day trying to find the Muse I decided to jump on the interweb to do a bit of research on the old girl herself. To my astonishment I found out she has 8 siblings. Imagine that. Not just that but their parents were Zeus and Mnemosyne who, as I’m sure we all know, are the God of Gods and the Goddess of Memory. Now if that isn’t a parental power couple i don’t know what is. The story goes that Zeus and Mnemosyne slept together for nine consecutive nights, thus birthing the nine Muses. The muses supposedly are Calliope (epic poetry), Clio (history), Euterpe (music), Erato (lyric poetry), Melpomene (tragedy), Polyhymnia (hymns), Terpsichore (dance), Thalia (comedy) and Urania (astronomy).
The reason I say supposedly is because for one there is no muse of artists and that’s who I keep taking instruction from and I’m pretty sure the muse I get popping in to my head is called ‘Techno’ or at least that’s what i think she’s called. Hmmm. Perhaps all the mercury in this cheap paint is getting to me after all…
She’s on A4 paper and made using the power of Pencil, watercolour and charcoal. Drop us a line if interested.
Over the years Brixton has been unfairly blamed for all sorts of things from gangs and guns to riots and robbery but it’s far too easy to try and sum up a place in a sensationalist sentence when the true causes of such phenomena are far more complicated and historical – but that doesn’t make good newspaper headlines.
Having lived in Brixton for almost 20 years the place I know and love is vibrant and fun loving and certainly not the one that hits the headlines every once in a while. Sure, bad stuff happens in Brixton occasionally but that’s true of just about everywhere in London. Good things happen regularly too but are rarely as newsworthy. You know what? You can blame whoever you but just don’t blame it on Brixton…
My most awkward dance at work
If you’ve ever been to an office Xmas party and reflected the next day that perhaps your drunken and impromptu Justin Timberlake impression with Nicole from accounts was probably somewhat awkward and inappropriate then spare a thought for poor Chantelle here.
She had made a last minute decision to do some exotic dancing for the bikers on the Isle of Man during TT week to earn a bit of cash for her upcoming family holiday for her dad’s 50th. On her third night, in the midst of some pretty athletic pole gyrations, in walks her dad with a group of his friends who’d secretly arranged a boys trip to the TT for him for his upcoming birthday. After she’d spotted him to say she felt a little awkward would be something of an understatement but being a professional she could do nothing but continue until the song finally finished.
She’d managed to avoid making eye contact with her father and his group but as she departed the stage after picking up her meagre elements of clothing from where she’d cast them she could hear someone shouting for more. Fat chance of that she thought as she pondered the more pressing question of how to tell her dad what her job had really been for the past couple of years.
This kid has had 13 ASBO’s slapped on him this month – and it’s only the fifth of June! He just doesn’t care and it seems he’s collecting ASBO’s like they are going out of fashion. So far he’s had them for the following (amongst others as yet unspecified):
- littering and dumping rubbish outside his local dry cleaners (apparently related to his misuse of the fabric softener)
- A constant misuse of fireworks (including using them late at night)
- Shouting and noisy behaviour in places where this might be annoying or upsetting (e.g. outside someone’s house). This I have a personal experience of.
- Using rude, abusive or insulting language to pretty much anyone especially the old or infirm.
- Threatening behaviour or bullying – including on the internet, mobile phones or other electronic media (whatever you do don’t let him borrow your phone or laptop).
- Uncontrolled and dangerous animals – he has 3 feral rabid rabbits that he takes with him everywhere
- Joyriding or using vehicles in an anti social manner (for example blocking access, noisy radios, wheel spinning); abandoning a vehicle – he especially likes pulling donuts at traffic lights.
- Excessively drinking alcohol, alcohol related trouble or buying and selling drugs in the street – yes to all above.
- Begging – he has such a sweet face (not).
As you can see he’s already got a tattoo of this achievement definitely making him the ASBO king and probably not an ideal next door neighbour.