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.
HAVE YOU SEEN SANDRA’S CLOTHES? Sorry to shout but it is fairly imperative that she finds them fairly quickly. It all started innocently enough but now Sandra’s naked and covered in blue glitter and can’t find her dress. All I can say is that if someone offers to play Sapphire Snap with you then it’s best to know what you’re getting into when you agree…
When the hot days get to much, what are the options? Climb into a freezer, book a one way ticket to the Antarctic, jump into a swimming pool or alternatively like this lady, do nothing and spontaneously combust.
For option one you would need a serial killer’s size freezer. For option two you would need to either stow away on a military plane or alternatively get a job at a science outpost. Option three is probably the most achievable but probably the one lacking the most danger. Option four seems the most out of the box solution and I’m not condoning her practises but i have to say she rolled with it amazingly and looked like she was enjoying herself immensely.
I’d consider putting her out but can already feel the heat from the flames. I figure she’ll either be okay or not. It’s probably just a special effect no?
I think the title says it
all. My only excuse was that I was working late in the studio, I didn’t
have my bifocals on and I was hungry. With everywhere closed nearby I
had a look around the studio and found a sandwich the other half of
id-iom had left earlier in the day before he had run out of the studio
screaming. That should have been enough of a sign but alas I was hard at
work and hungry.
I obviously ate the sandwich, the next thing I know is that I’m tripping out of my head. It’s probably best not to get into what I did during those few hours but I did manage to leave this behind which I only found after returning to the studio days later.
Sadly I still haven’t found the other half of id-iom but I do keep hearing reports that there is a paint covered man running around Brixton talking about a new colour he has come up with.
Let’s just hope he can recreate it when he gets back to the studio
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.
Tabitha has always wanted a rich boyfriend and a fancy house and she’s now finally achieved her goals. Just look at her face. She’s always been a little hoity toity but now she’s like the cat that got to swim in the cream. The things she’s had to do to get to this position however consists of a very long list of things she’s unlikely to ever talk about. Things your average person wouldn’t ever consider doing. Especially for such material gains as a rich boyfriend and a nice house. But Tabitha has other plans…
It’s made using imagination, spray paint, oil pastel, ripped paper and acrylic on A2 paper.
Oksana here has the ability to make anyone sneeze with but a twinkle of her eye. Much like the photic sneeze reflex – a reflex condition that causes sneezing in response to stimuli such as bright lights. It’s not entirely clear how she came by this ability although there are some rumours involving a mad chemistry teacher called Mr Atkins, a talking mongoose called Gef and book that one of them found in a box marked do not open.
The whole thing would seem a little far fetched except a lot of people seem to die around her. Much like Jessica Fletcher from Murder She Wrote but without the old lady sleuthing. The deaths are always amusingly different but most autopsies seem to indicate that they could have been convulsing prior to their supposed ‘accident’. Much like if you were sneezing increasingly quickly and violently. But then again I’ve got an overactive imagination.
Probably best if I don’t share my suspicions with her…
She’s on A2 and made using a healthy dose of imagination, spray paint, acrylic, paint pen and charcoal.