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Light Box Shadow 1

Here are two Light Box Shadow pieces.

I've been a little obsessed for a while about

the image of a light shining on a box and the

shadow cast.

The shadow should not be regular

I, Pansy

"The one armed man spews shapes.
Stood in front of a Rhino being ridden by an old school monster
(Bugs Bunny type)"

Decided to vote whilst high

"Do you want to keep your card?
It's got a pretty flower on it"

"Well, it's a kind of Sun type kind of thing.

And No."

A little story from Pilgrim Street

We see the original,

Red bin rockin'.

Poor show, really, from the Yellow topped Green.

Attack burns up all fakes and imitations.

Pidgeons pick apart what dignity was left. 

Over

I don't watch the telly

Pwitty pweez

Corner, Corner. Tired legs here.

Another corner, corner.

When should I fear?

Confusion keeps me occupied,

I be happy knowing this.

Yet wait!

This knowledge, this understanding.

This building puddle of piss...

I dance and skip so joyous, YAY!

My feet are light as bricks.

Why keep oncoming mong away?

Reality.

Reason.

Thems just for Dicks! :)

I'll chew my ear off, eat my poo.

I'll make a list of things to do,

to do,

to do,

to do,

to you.

To me. To them.

To us. To all.

See me chuckle chewin' me left ball.

La! La! La!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Don't make the Devils leave me, eh?

Please

TOO BIG!!!!

Too big.
Look down.
Faecal fun,
Won't drown.
Rubber glove.
A&E.
Burger King.
Allegedly.

Third-person singular simple present indicative form of Jesus

Jesus sees us.
Seize us Jesus.
Make the man go way away!

"What man?" said Jesus.

"Well, your a fuckin' great messiah aren't ya? What is the point of us doing any bleedin' praisin' type thing at all?
"What man? What man?"
Are you blind?"

"I healed a blind man once" said Jesus.

Toilet Grrrrroll

Shitty shit-shitness is RIGHT in my face.
Not all of the time. But lots.

I'm used for wiping floors and noses.
Catching spurts of jizz.
To me, my life's uncomplicated.
That's just how it is.

A simple structure.
Single tear.
Take a dump and I'll be there.

Forget me and you shall not worry.
Improvise you clever bugger.
Use your hand and when you've finished?
Walk the streets high-fiving strangers.
Grrrrrr!

Unknown artist whose work I like

Never managed to get a picture of Our Little Boy, but video sufficed.
Our little boy is seriously ill

Tearing by non-appreciator.

I appreciate the affect on the piece.

Two self-portraits of myself potrayed

^ Now titled  ^

Two pieces from sketchbook

Whatever happened to Henry?

Investigations continue within the month of sad bastards.
There are too many ways to enjoy this fun time.
Take Henry, the Scunting-and-Blister-faced homeless.
His beggings are squandered on the the nightmares of mums.

Remedy remembered. Righteous rats wrangled.
Henry shall never forget our jest.

Watch-follow all over, and find him right......
There now!
"Team 2, get a move on. Move in and move him".
Passer-by queries are cancelled with threat.

"To the bins" sings the Sergeant. His shift nearly over
and over it will be for Hal, soon enough.

Hungry, hungry Hippos would be oh-so-luvverly,
compared to starving rodents that await Scunting-Henry.

Lid closed.
Lock down.
Walk away.
No frown.
Job done.
Happy life.
Beat the kids.
Fuck the wife.

Bass Head ~ Audio

Two Idividual pieces

A short video of two pieces,

1 - Notice Board.
2 - Untitled re-working of hers by I (so titled, I guess).

Still images to follow.

Father Francis (not THE) - Abstrack

Abstraction

Moustache Comb

Too much skin can irritate.
Shedding life? Is that my fate?
Fate is fatal.
Death delirious,
Why with such topics, do all become serious?
The reminder of life,
The remembrance of death.
Each can seem eternal,
Both brought about in a breath.
We fall apart whilst growing.
Reproduction.
Singular to Multi.
But more than that.
More than an alive and/or dead cat.
My molecules are non but mine.
The multiple universes are in my mind,
They contain "all of the above".
Colour and texture too.
We can converse on such matters,
Dead serious,
Even equally - in regarding?
My poo.

18.07.2009

I, Balti?

Eat, shit, sleep and bite.

Chew to escape.

Well, no.

Not right.

Nibble, more like,

Not nibble as such.

DESTROY MY PRISON!!

Does that sound too much?

I yearn for freedom, but never would guess,

That for my wish to be granted,

Would result in my death.

Survival shall perish,

Dreams turn to dust.

All my life I have known this.

All my life has been thus:

Little cage, big cage - BALL!

Food, water, bullshit and ALL,

All the silly voices which mean little, for I...

Well,

I will never know freedom.

Not 'till I die.                                           

18.07.2009

Balti, alien head

Awake late with caged beast

Father Francis (not THE), Series offal

Father Francis
(not THE)


Paper prints (removed by unknown contributer).

Line of spit added by unknown contributor.

Father Francis (not THE), Series of bastard

Father Francis
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Paper print, marker pen, some final tearing.

Some initial tearing added by unknown contributor.

Father Francis (not THE), Series of offski

Father Francis
not (THE)


Paper prints.

Father Francis (not THE), Series of of-ov

Father Francis
(not THE)


Paper prints, marker pen, crayon.

Father Francis (not THE), Series of of-of

Father Francis
(not THE)


Paper prints, marker pen.

Spray-paint and some tearing added by unknown contributor.

Father Francis (not THE), Series of of

Father Francis
(not THE)


Paper print.

Father Francis (not THE), Series of

Father Francis
(not THE)


Paper, Marker pen (words), some final tearing.

Marker pen and some initial tearing added by unknown contributor.

Number One : LazyTown Crew Dem

Stephanie loves Sportacus and wants to touch his Love-Pipe.

Sportacus loves Stephanie, but not in her confused way.

Sportacus would rather stick his fingers up Robbie's bottom   

than have Stephanie touch his Love-Pipe, so he jumps away.

Robbie is disracted from his pursuit of Stephanie.

His head is not all there.