Now it could be said that Carola here has what some call Narcissistic personality disorder or what others and my personal favourite, call megalomania. It’s not that she exhibits all of the symptoms but she certainly shows some and that’s enough for her.
A grandiose sense of self-importance – CHECK
Preoccupation with fantasies of unlimited success, power, brilliance, beauty, or ideal love – CHECK
Believing that they are “special” and unique and can only be understood by, or should associate with, other special or high-status people – CHECK
Requiring excessive admiration – CHECK
A sense of entitlement – CHECK
Being interpersonally exploitative (taking advantage of others to achieve their own ends) – CHECK
Lacking empathy: unwilling to recognize or identify with the feelings and needs of others – CHECK
Often being envious of others or believing that others are envious of them – CHECK
Showing arrogant, haughty behaviors or attitudes -CHECK
Ok well it seems i might have misspoke. It seems Carola here is a full on Megalomaniac and from what I know of her very happy with the fact. In fact whilst she was posing for me all she could do was point at herself and quietly but persistently tell me to keep looking at her. As you can imagine this is quite difficult when you’re trying to sketch someone.
It is A4 in size and made using the magic of imagination, watercolour, acrylic, paint pen and ink. If you think she’s good enough to hang on your wall then get in touch…,
Brian had been in the garden drinking his morning cup of tea admiring the plants and animals like something from a Disney movie. Whilst sauntering around the garden transfixed by the flora and fauna in front of him Brian hadn’t realised that the greater weed hawk must have landed on his shoulder without him realising.
He didn’t know how long the cheeba hawk had been roosting there but obviously long enough for the inevitable to happen. Brian managed a quick glance at the ashtray in front of him, full to the brim. He was sure that it was empty when he first came out this morning and was wondering how it was now full when what had actually happened came clear to him before the white mist surrounded him. With his mental acuity crumbling he needed to find a spot on the sofa to weather the storm.
This was when he first realised the sinister cawing of cheeba hawk rattling around his otherwise empty head. Twenty minutes later and the white fog seemed to evaporate leaving Brian cold and hungry on his sofa. ‘I’ll be all white’ he said to himself before getting up and putting on the kettle.
It is A4 in size and made using the magic of imagination, oil paints, acrylic and paint pen.
Karen had been feeling more unsure of herself ever since the prophesied day of reckoning, as predicted by QAnon, had failed to materialise. She fervently believed in the power of deposed president Donald J Trump to battle against the ‘elite satanic paedophile rings’ that she just knew must be operating covertly somewhere out there. The internet had told her so.
The funny thing was Karen was English, lived in Kent and had no bonds to America whatsoever. She did live alone with an indeterminate number of cats however. None of this was clearly any barrier to her becoming a believer though. Now, when she thinks about just about anything her thought process becomes hazy and she quickly becomes angry. Pretty much like her picture really.
Every day’s a learning day. Or so they say. I can definitely confirm this for the days I was using a palette knife to create this image. It started out as something else but ended up as Karen here. As is life.
So we’ve got the final part of our triptych up today. Like the other parts it’s detailing someone dealing with lockdown. Rachel here is in a different boat to the others however.
Rachel has a nice house, big garden, investment banker husband and has always been a high achiever. She’s been attempting to treat the lockdown like an opportunity and was doing magnificently for the first two weeks. She’s been acing home schooling and has even been teaching little Sebastian some basic Mandarin on the side but the cracks are beginning to show. She thought she heard Sebastian swear and almost burst into tears. She’s now eyeing the bottle of gin in the drawing room. It’s not even 11am.
So there you go. We all deal with lockdown differently. Just try not to be the guy in the second picture and we should all be fine.
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)
For today’s piece I’ve appropriated a quote from Friedrich Nietzsche. Nietzsche was a 19th century German philosopher who produced many scholarly articles. I think his ‘best weapon’ quote is bang on the money but it’s tricky to be sure how impressed he’d be with my creation or whether he’d take umbrage with my use of his quote. I guess we’ll never know…
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.
“Featuring some of Brixton’s more notable addresses – such as Billa’s 24hour booze, Happy Shopper and The Sultan – this is an exciting game that will bring long, tedious hours of ‘fun’ for all the family. Brought to you by id-iom and Parker Brothers”
For throwback Thursday we’re going for our 1m x 1m Brixton Monopoly commission from a few years back. I was pretty pleased with the final result – especially considering how long it managed to take. After a load of emails back and forth we came up with a finished design which incorporated elements from various international editions of Monopoly, some invented elements and a load of place names from around Brixton which had significance to the client. As they live near to us all the locations (including Billa’s 24hr booze and Pizza Man) are somewhat familiar to me too…
Despite the fact they are known to me many spaces on the board are undoubtedly unfamiliar to just about everyone else. If, however, you do happen to be know all the place names and are particularly eagle-eyed you may even notice that we even arranged the squares so that they are grouped together logically (i.e by location and/or function) and the board follows a circuit from locations at the bottom of Brixton up to the top of Brixton Hill.
It’s been a long while since we’ve delved into the murky world of celebrity quotes. Today we’ve got Coldplay front man Chris Martin with, what I think we can all agree, is a pretty odd quote.
It both shows his awareness of his popularity with a certain segment of the population whilst simultaneously showing disdain for the other part of the population that would like to shake him by the hand – assumably for bringing his music to the world rather than because they have a taser concealed in their palm. Gloves or helmet? What a modern dilemma. Who knows? If I were you Chris I’d go belt and braces and wear them both…
Stencilled lady. Mysterious sphere. Circle game tattoo. I’ve really outdone myself with this one and combined some of my favourite things into one image. If I got you with the circle game tattoo then you can just punch yourself in the arm and we’ll call it quits. If you know then it needs no explaining and if you don’t then that’s what the internet is for. Right, what’s next?
She’s on A2 and has been made using the magic of stencils, spraypaint and imagination. Drop us a line if you’d like to give her a new home. I think she’d like that…
Transformers. Robots in disguise. That’s what it’s all about. They come from a far away place in search of the mythical Energon. Or something like that. What’s noticeable though is how they’ve managed to up their game in the recent years. Rather than transforming into cars and the like their current favourite is taking the guise of pretty young Instagram influencers in the reasonable hopes of acquiring a sugar daddy who will provide them with all the Energon they can handle. Even the Autobots are in on it.
It’s working out pretty well for them so far. Look at all the pretty binary in her hair…
Made using the magic of spraypaint, stencils and imagination. She’s available to be rehomed. Drop us a line if interested. Love