Wednesday, 12 January 2011

whore fruit


from still life i was to produce my own ideas and work, i have always found still life to be tiresome in its austerity and wanted to take a new approach to refresh this area of photography and painting. i played around with rotting fruit, smashed it and photographed it, alas i could still not shake the shackles of the forebearers of still life. i decided to take my idea into a less practical avenue, thinking less about my final product and more about the thought process behind the product. the rotting fruit reminded me of illness and decay, of sickness and putrescence. along these lines that ensued i started to research fruit in sexual intercourse but not the kind of work that is so common in fruit and art full of connotations, i wanted something that felt real and gritty. so i followed with the idea of fruit contracting sexually transmitted diseases and infections. with these afflictions posed toward the fruit i started to see the basis of an idea. i took an example from the AIDS virus and wondered if i could create an alternate time in the eighties when the AIDS epidemic was reaching it's height, a parody, for lack of better expression, was created around fruit contracting the virus and there being an epidemic affecting the economy of england, through people using fruit in there sexual deviances. i researched surgeon generals reports, government warnings and statistical reports etcetera to discover more about the epidemic that happened before i was born. the project took yet another turn and in its original innocence became an educational insight into the biggest problem in modern world history. in my research, over and over again the key to this illness was mentioned over and over again, education. i mused that maybe i could use this body of work as a tool of education, people offended by the idea of a parody would surely purpose to people learning more about AIDS.

Thursday, 18 February 2010

gin and juice...


last night i went out with my new friend jade, it was a pretty normal night until we got fucking ruined and acted like spastics, jade was even so kind as to show loads of people her minge. that's why i like her, she's a massive spastic. i stumbled into a takeaway and told a bunch of people 'you look like you're in fucking klaxons' and then some dude went 'i am in klaxons' to which i replied 'no you're not' then he said 'yes i am' and i said 'oh shit yeah you are', he was very nice. i then stumbled to the train station and slept there, which wasn't all that bad.

when i was younger students used to get fucked up all the time, these days...not so much. whatever happened to my rock and roll? where did all the fun go?

sex, drugs and spoken word...

p.s. i just found out that it wasn't the dude from klaxons, i was just so fucking drunk that i thought he was. sux2bthegasman.

Monday, 15 February 2010

chickens

i used to love eggs until my friend described them as chicken periods, now i can't eat eggs.

Wednesday, 10 February 2010

all dogs go to heaven...


forgive me for being a trifle soft but bolt, the film, is really good...it also, without fail, makes me weep every time i watch it. luckily i have only watched it on my own so far (three times in two weeks) and not with a totally awesome babe. i think it's the undying love that bolt shows his owner, blind devotion and moral lunacy. he reminds me of my old dog, benji. benji was a hero, no matter how many times you left the house in a day, regardless of duration or time, he would absolutely shit his pants when you returned (he didn't wear pants, but if he did, they would have a jackson pollock on the back) i loved benji and benji loved me, we both still do in fact, i can sense his little doggie brain still wagging his tail at the thought of me coming home.

anyway, in ste and adam's year at school there was this 'special' kid that couldn't write very well and when he wrote his personal statement in his final year at high school he summed up the last six years with 'i lik futdol...' let me translate, what he meant to say was 'i like football...' i remembered that today and it made me giggle, here's a picture for you my illiterate friend, for bringing an upside to this otherwise dreary morning in preston...

p.s. i know i don't use capital letters...because i don't want to.

Saturday, 30 January 2010

real life modern combat


i just remembered something that was awesome that i completely forgot about, i was going to the cinema with helen (must have been years ago) to see pirates of the carribean. the film didn't start for another hour so we went to a nearby pub on the docks. we got drinks (coca cola for helen and johnny walker for me) and played a little itbox then took a seat by the window overlooking the green litter ridden docks...a normal night...or so we thought.

we see a policeman walk down the docks and start talking to someone, this is when i realise that the policeman has a massive assault rifle! before I had time to explain this to Helen my words were stifled by tear gas that was now pouring into the building. the back fire exit was blown open by charges placed by a professional then another officer came into the building, 'everybody out! now!' he screamed, he also had an assault rifle. We ran outside to see helicopters and police cars screaming past us. each officer had a customised gun, with either tear gas or a frag grenade, one even had a sniper rifle for long range combat. I showed one my pistol and he said it was sweet. he wouldn't let me hold his rifle. another had a reflex scope and others laser sight. anyway, I finished my drink and we went back inside the building, all the police went and everyone just sat back down and finished their drinks. pirates of the carribean 3 was shit.

p.s.
15% of this story may be false.

p.p.s
i did see loads of sweet assault rifles and the film was shit

i put up a picture i found of a guy made out of dicks too. because it's funny

royally rumbled

This is a picture from Ireland, I went there like a month ago, got blasted, took some pictures. I decided to start putting my pictures up here because I want to. I have also started a shiny new project called thirty six. I'm very excited about it, it'll be my first venture into animation/film. I'll put some pictures up when I can. I've been having an outrageously good time with Andy Pye, Ben Upson and Joshua Waite...my body is paying the price though, I think I only have a couple more parties left in me, then again, it is royal rumble time on sunday...

Wednesday, 14 October 2009

the gasman: a new hope

yo, i haven't written anything for a while. since i spoke to you last i have;
started university
got a new girlfriend
she moved in
she moved out
got a new job in a cocktail bar
read ham on rye
drank a LOT
made new friends (craig is still here though)
met old friends
been a best man
got really really tired

early mornings suck ass, i have to get up at eight to get to uni for ten (it's in manchester) which blows, i have to spend half my day on trains which blows and i'm lucky of i get four hours sleep which blows. on the plus side though, aldi have started selling one point five litres of merlot for four quid and i'm a really good bowler now...well not really but i try hard.

another reason to be happy is that zombieland is out now, it's got woody harrelson in and he kills loads of zombies.

god knows i love zombie films.

anyway, new post, new life, adventure time.

p.s. oh yeah i'm reading hollywood now by bukowski and it's amazing.