There are those who are blessed with the gift of beauty and there are those who have unfortunately been hit with the ugly stick. I hear you think ‘how very shallow for beauty is in the eye of the beholder’ and that is usually the case. But not always.
Nearly everyone who has had the misfortune of setting eyes upon this soul have come away from the experience in tatters. Expect psychological and emotional scarring for openers and just hope that it doesn’t get any worse than that. In the interests of full exposure I should really mention that it’s not just his looks which drain most people but also his unbearable personality. It has been said that he was once used to wake someone from a coma although how true this is I’m not sure. I can only imagine it’s a case of out of the frying pan and in to the fire with this situation though as once the poor victim is awake he’s fully aware he’s stuck in a room with this dolt…
Title: Some people call me pretty
Media: Acrylic, paint pen and charcoal
I thought I’d managed to exorcise Phil Collins from my thoughts at least temporarily but today’s piece just couldn’t help itself. Today I’m juxtaposing Phil’s out of context quote which reveals that it wasn’t 5 star all the way when touring in Europe with his band with a ciggy smoking Hamar tribeswoman against. I’m assuming this quote was probably some time in the 80’s. You may have been down but you were never out Phil.
Once you’ve liberally sprinkled in a couple of pilfered logos in and given it a pink and white background then you’re good to go with another successful ‘No context required’ piece. It’s laser engraved on wood then hand painted and stands proud at 39 x 26cm. Drop us a line if you’re interested…
Now i’m not saying she’s entirely without merit but she’s just not as pretty as all the other girls – or at least that’s what the fairy tales would lead you to believe. She needn’t worry though as she’s actually already married, apparently to quite a catch I hear, although I’ve never met the man.
The whole thing came about by pure chance as I only met the Princess whilst I was out for dinner. Her husband couldn’t make it and myself and the people I were with decided to ask her if she’d care to join us and she was delighted to accept. I was quite taken with her so decided to paint her up the following day. I, of course, had been drinking that night however so was working from memory. This is the result.
Title: The not-so-pretty Princess
Materials: Acrylic, paint pen and spray paint
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Can somebody help me get this monkey off my back? Actually it’s not a monkey but some kind of over-sized monocle wearing raccoon. You don’t see that every day. Now comes the science: looking at her T-shirt does that mean she is pretty or not? I’m not entirely sure what it means or what she thinks it means but I think she is a ray of sunshine in an otherwise dark and dank world. And so does the raccoon hitching a lift on her back it would seem.
That’s all i’ve got for today. I never promised it would make any sense…
Title: Me Not Pretty
Materials: Acrylic, spray paint, charcoal and paint pen
The other day i completed a similar picture whilst it was raining on a Sunday. Over the last few days though it has beeen absolutely freezing with my fingers turning blue as i was sitting trying to paint or so i thought (probably just a little bit of embellishment on my behalf there).
Anyway i decided to paint the girl again this time though reflecting my mood with the weather ouside a hey presto! what do you get? A picture of a topless woman staring at the floor but this time she’s blue of course.
This picture started off as a little something to do on a rainy Sunday. With the rain lashing the window, water was all I could see from my lounge. So it was to the watercolour paints i went which usually stay hidden away due to the absolute lack of skill I possess at using them. Then to compound the issue I decided to try and recreate skin tone – even though the last time I tried this I ended up with something akin to a beige black hole.
Well, with that looming over me it took me a long while later until I came up with anything. Finally it became this picture of a topless woman staring at the floor. It was Sunday after all…
I was wondering what to write for this post last night and I had decided it was probably going to be a somewhat dark post but that was fine. Then on waking this morning with a sunny disposition and broad sunshine outside I thought perhaps Monday could do with something a little more cheery. Anyway, the lady in this picture has been out all night enjoying the wholesome triumvirate of sex, drugs and rock & roll and is left feeling a little spent after the whole sordid scenario. But at least she enjoyed herself. Now it’s back down to earth with a bump as the weekend is well and truly over…
Today, with the sun shining and all being well with the world we have a piece about love. But not your soppy Mills & Boon style romance. Oh no, this is about the kind of love that can be dangerous. For all it’s attendant positives there is a darker side to love…
Sometimes love can just be a little to much for any one person. This is where it feels as if love has becomes a burden to be endured in the face of mounting difficulties in the hope that perseverance will keep the flame alive. Too often it is extinguished before it has faced true adversity and perhaps this is the test. Any that endure will surely last a lifetime. Luckily for this young lover’s other half she has already taken stock and decided to forward the march, the burden and the glow…
Who’s the fairest of them all? Now here’s something! A mirror that actually tells the truth about you instead of just silently lying to you.
This piece stems from another slightly more ambitious project which to date has been a little complex but rest assured we will be trying our very hardest to finally get this project off the ground again. Firstly though we have to teach ourselves some advanced carpentry skills and then move on to some elementary electronics. Easy!
I can remember trying this before and pretty much coming up with a bit of 2×4 with a battery and a light stuck to it. Suffice to say it wasn’t really up to scratch and had to be thrown back into the depths of the idea cupboard to hopefully break forth fully formed at some future point. Let’s hope it’s time has come!
For the first graffiti road trip of the year we headed up to Southport for the weekend to do a little painting at UpNorthFest. As seems to happen with alarming regularity we only managed to come up with a design at pretty much the last minute. Our final design features a huge version of Hugo’s head with Southport pier reflected in his sunglasses and the text ‘Hey la, it ain’t ‘alf pretty up north’ in the background. Our lackadaisical approach to planning left precious little time to cut it and get ready but we somehow managed to get it all done in time for departure.
Once we were all set up and disco bag was happily pumping out some tunes we got down to the messy business of creating the background. After we’d let the paint dry properly (a lesson learned the hard way) it was time to get the lettering and face up. Thankfully the weather remained good all day – or else our piece wouldn’t have made all that much sense! But you can’t let things like that worry you in advance… The reflection of Southport pier in his glasses seemed to go down well with the locals and I just like any excuse to get the chrome out!
On top of all that we had the extra bonus of catching up with old friends in the sunshine so all in all it was well worth the effort. Hopefully there will be the same again next year!
Stage 1 – getting the background done
Stage 2 – text
Stage 3 – Final pic with model posing next to it (he even has the same hat on!)
Stage 4 – Final – (You can see what a nice day it was!)