Angels amongst us

Whether they be truck drivers, cleaners, retail workers, doctors, nurses, tech monkeys or in this case a naked winged celestial being there are angels amongst us during this most testing of times.

In fact, this divine messenger is not here to help as such but more to chastise all the idiots of the world. Just yesterday she had to head to Snowdonia to shame all the idiots who thought flouting the rules in rural North Wales would be a good idea. She also had to spend a bit of time flitting round the coast of the entire UK in order to deter people from congregating in groups, mainly by helping out the pirates of the sea (seagulls) steal peoples chips and generally make a raucous nuisance of themselves. A small but surprisingly effective method to encourage social distancing…

Cheers

id-iom

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From Russia with Love

It’s funny what you can find on Wikipedia when searching for something entirely unrelated and how that can lead directly to inspiration. Which is always tricky to find. 

Here we have a piece based on Valentina Tereshkova who was the first and youngest woman to have flown in space with a solo mission in 1963. She orbited the earth 48 times, spent almost three days in space, and remains the only woman to have been on a solo space mission. And at only 26 years old to boot. You really should check her out. An interesting lady.

Like other spacefarers, some of her words have been immortalised. Her call sign for the mission was ‘Seagull’. Valentina is known for saying:

‘It is I, Seagull! Everything is fine. I see the horizon; it’s a sky blue with a dark strip. How beautiful the Earth is … everything is going well.’

And that was enough to inspire me to create this. Whatever will I find next on the internet…

On A2 and made using acrylic, spray paint, paint pen and pencil

Cheers

id-iom

Give us your daily bread. The next episode.

Give us your daily bread. The next episode.

Seagulls. They’re a noisy bothersome lot. But here at id-iom they hold a special place in our hearts. We originally hail from the Isle of Man and, like a lot of places near a coastline, we share our space with an inordinate number of the unruly beasts. Whilst this is nothing special in and of itself it has given us an excellent understanding of seagulls and their rather loutish behaviour.

This piece was created as a warning to all those out there who are not ready for the attack. But it will come, oh yes, it will come. There you’ll be enjoying a sandwich on a sunny esplanade in any number of coastal towns when suddenly a shadow crosses your path but before the prehistoric part of your brain can react the seagull will swoop down stealing away with your tasty lunch and taking it to the nearest roof top to devour whilst screaming bird obscenities at you between gulped mouthfuls.

You, bereft of your lunch will probably fall to your knees, cast your eyes up to the heavens and scream ‘Why me?’. Alas, it is already too late, this round goes to the avian yobs. All you can do is retreat in shame whilst keeping one eye on skies above in case he returns…

Seagull eyed viewers will note that we have done this imperious looking chap before but this time he’s been flipped to better fit the wall for this little back yard commission all completed in the blazing sun on a Bank Holiday Monday.

Cheers

id-iom

Give us your daily bread!

Give us your daily bread!

Seagulls. They’re a noisy bothersome lot. But here at id-iom they hold a special place in our hearts. We originally hail from the Isle of Man and, like a lot of places near a coastline, we share our space with an inordinate number of the unruly beasts. Whilst this is nothing special in and of itself it has given us an excellent understanding of seagulls and their rather loutish behaviour.

This piece was created as a warning to all those out there who are not ready for the attack. But it will come, oh yes, it will come. There you’ll be enjoying a sandwich on a sunny esplanade in any number of coastal towns when suddenly a shadow crosses your path but before the prehistoric part of your brain can react the seagull will swoop down stealing away with your tasty lunch and taking it to the nearest roof top to devour whilst screaming bird obscenities at you between gulped mouthfuls.

You, bereft of your lunch will probably fall to your knees, cast your eyes up to the heavens and scream ‘Why me?’. Alas, it is already too late, this round goes to the avian yobs. All you can do is retreat in shame whilst keeping one eye on skies above in case he returns… You have been warned!

Cheers

id-iom