Ouija @ Print KKKlubFoot

Buy them here or hang on until xmas and get them cheaper on my shoppe.

White Rose On I and I Tunes. Yeah son!

Go see them if you have the chance, they're getting better all the time, like that song by that other band but that other band are shit and WRM are not.

New Ouija Poster at Heretic Print Studios

Screen Printed version of the Decemeber PIX poster, made up in new Heretis Print Studios in Stoke Newington. Thanks to Luke for his help, Cemen Hot paste and cheese etc.

Featured in the Blisters Show 2009 Opening tonight in M&C Motors, Dalston way.

Here be their link.

http://www.printclublondon.com/postershow2.php

A limited amount available through Beer Money shop on line. Buy one for your wall. 

Buy one to use. Buy one to speak to Michael Jackson or Farah Fawsett. 

Get in there while they're still available and not swamped with Ouija calls.

Stick And Poke 2009

The song of the illustrated men continues.

Exclusive Harry Malt Flash available soon in the shop.

Sign Up - Cough Up - Ink Up

Lost in Kings Cross Dream Zone Area

If anyone see this hat, return it to my head. I am bald without it, exposed and vulnerable to the elements. Union Fork and Hoe Company. You know, someone knows.

Modern passtimes. No 1.2a

In the vein of all things current and contextual, performance, personality and personal appearance are the key elements. The Lids Are Off is the future of commercial illustration. It is no longer acceptable to only produce a magazine or just to do something tidy, contained and illuminating for piece of dishwater editorial. Live and en situ is how it has to be. Criteria for judging, critiquing and appreciating drawings will have change, encompassing video and sound recordings just to keep pace. The long kept client smokescreen of what happens to the piece of paper is eroded, as they peer from their office windows down over your shoulder and onto your mural and see first hand how these mysterious images are made. "He didn't even use pencil first!" And giving more weight to the well known phrase, "My daughter could do that, and she's only six."

Human Virus Part 3.4

Reworking of a famous book cover

Keep It Loud

I need something to slow me down

Sketch Book effluent part 63.7

Something from the weekend...

7.2 stages of man.

Hair Don't.

Bovine Assault on ex politician.

BNP invade Europe.

Holland&Cricket.

Cats loving dogs.

The East London Dream Zone ®©

Modern England vs Pastoral England

Bare Boners on Old Street

All in all a success, there was a bit of free booze which was ice cold, the sun was out, all the work and most of the contributors turned up, so did the police and a not so Y anymore YBA,

people said nice stuff, we drank K cider and mooched about outside in the street. Good times.

Where were you?

BY THE SKIN OF OUR BARE BONES

This Thursday in the centre of the universe that is East London there will be a happening, a cosmic set to, witness a congregating gaggle of blithering self regarding bedlamites, a concoction of our own making, a vulgar display of powder and liquid painkiller, there will be free booze, naked freaks, crutch weilding penny pinchers, cider imbibers, trendoids and fashion nimbys. God it sounds terrible, I have changed my mind, I am not going.

That Friday Feeling....

NEW PHOTO BLOG

http://www.nelsonseyearmleg.blogspot.com/

Lets go down.....

This idea was started way back when by Mr Serge Seidlitz of Holburn, master of pen and loitering about looking shifty. I suggest a resurrection. A blog call and answer, e-duelling banjos, my twit to his twoo, you get all the pictures.

White Rose Movement Single Art

I spent most of today in a dark and dusty basement just underneath the Kingsland Road, down there with the ghosts of musicians long dead and some still kicking, writers and magicians come to visit, they all leave their own impressions. Boxed into a room covered in skip found carpet that has gained a reputation for making important people itch. The blinding light and tedious reality of the outside world have disappeared, unimportant compared to what I witnessed there in the warm dark. Hanging sound baffling constructions all designed to focus the force of amplified guitars, drums and synth. This Machine Kills Fascists. It soon becomes clear this place is special, charged with memories of hot summer evenings spent on the Cote D'Azur with Roxy Music, driving at full speed across mainland Europe in an overdue hire car with Adam Ant and The Stranglers wired and out of minds on dreams, loves and ideas. Drinking in concrete Berlin bars with Bowie and The Beat, walking towards a nuclear sunset across endless expanses of soundscape and vast possibility, Ian Curtis turns his back on us and disappears into the heat haze. The contents and inhabitants of this tardis room, coil and squirrel internal energy, saving themselves for the outside world, channeling the forces of all that they have learned and loved onto the eager and ready eyes and ears of all that come to see them perform. 

NYC Dogs in New Artikip Artkipi Arkitipi Arkitip

If you really squeeze your eyes together and squint at square two above that famous guy from the US you can see in glorious black and white harmony my dogs, still I presume hanging where I left them in room 412 on the 4th floor of Ace Hotel in Midtown, N~Y~C

This is the latest release from Arkitip. 

Here.

http://arkitip.com/

Harry Malt Global Expansion. Online Shop.

Brace yourself world, here comes some more self indulgent over priced useless art tat. Proto consumers, ready your wallets, flex your e-spending muscle and cough up some cold hard e-cash. Buying online isn't really like spending money so throw debt to the wind and blow your wad forget about it for a week and then, joy of joys receive a lovely spanky piece of art through your door hole. What could be better?  

(I have an online shop). 

Follow this link or click the button in the Buy Buy Buy section. Weeeeeeee.

http://harrymaltshop.bigcartel.com/

2009 The year of the corporate/artistic collaboration.

The good society is messy and unpredictable because it vests power in people..."

Swine Flu and May Day Maggie

Long Overdue

Like free lunches for the homeless, affordable housing for key workers and those on low incomes, political transparency, an investigation into the Metropolitan Police, Network South East Trains, a woman in labour for 11 months, charging fat people excess body weight tax to fly on planes, refusing to treat smokers on the NHS, cut backs on CCTV cameras and public intrusion, complete ban on ID cards, regulations for the city, the resignation of bankers all over the world and a return of their bonuses to those who have recently lost their jobs, Tony Blair to exit the public eye and spend the rest of his life in a Kibbutz minding his own business. The head of Jonathan Ross on a spike outside BBC TV centre.

Gary*LeGun*TheNewWestEnd*+Blow Ins

Rabby Burns proto communist poem about the richness of poor people in comparison to the poverty of the wealthy, sat next to E.A.Poe, three teet Stalin, lovely legs Lenin, some eyeless cats, a seductress in stockings and some gulag skin grafitti. All in a days work.

Image Update

Check the photoblog

Phoenix, Band not Bird.

This lot are on Saturday Night Live this weekend. Hot damn. French take over also playing KoKo soon, take your girlfriend she'll love it.

http://www.wearephoenix.com/

Thought the the weekend

Its Pug Life Bitch

This is the way we roll over here in the US of muthafuckin A son. Big men small dogs.

Pug Life is the only life I know. Bitches on heat packing heat, lowriders n 40's yo.

Henri Chopin

A new website set up to show the work of the late Henri Chopin, poet, musician, survivor and grandparent. There isn't much on there at the moment but keep checking. 

http://www.henrichopin.com/

William and Fanny

Check them out respectively, paintings and photos

links on the right----------------------------------------------->

New York minute.

Up on the 4th floor in room four one five these two things are hanging. Invading and popping bright in the daylight hours and creeping and burning into the susceptible brain at night-time. Waste no more time reading this tripe, head out into the day and stay hungry for new eye food and fingers feels. Elusive and intangible as these things may be, getting yourself closer to them has to be better than not trying at all. Still a work in progress this hotel should be opening in April. Today was electric every metal object I came into close contact with produced a tiny sharp blue white spark making me jump in minute pain like a scared girl. I bet Jack London never jumped like a scared girl. But then he never had a laptop or Air Maxes so bollocks. I am bouyant on the American Dream raft 2009.

I love David

This is a sneeky peek from the screenprinted and hand coloured edition of I Love David. A sad but familiar tale of misguided hormonal star-lust and ultimate teenage girl dissolution. Unavoidable really. Soon to be available to purchase online from TheSelby and in store at Colette in Paris. Full speed turbo swank 2009. Embrace and enjoy. 

Good Morning Drawing

Ever wake up feeling weird and a bit pissed off? Well I know someone who wakes up every morning with his head swollen and fit for bursting with scribbled drawings, the little buggers build up in his brain overnight, leaving him with a real bastard behind the eyes every day break. This is his only means of getting up and about each day, a visual exorcism of his nightly terrors and lusty fantasies. See and believe that you are witnessing a true original in action, he follows no-one and there in lies the truth. Draw or be drawn.

http://www.chrisbianchi.tumblr.com

I love my job.

Money was placed directly into my bank account for this job in a major high street shop.

Whit€ Ru$$ian ov€r ic€. Th€ Dud€ Abid€$.

A tale of two miss fortunes, one had the world at her feet, all to live for and it all to come. The larger one had heads and eyeballs rolling at her feet. The blood of tens of thousands on her hands. As the pizza boy was shot for collaborating with the Brits, guilty by association, she too will be judged for what she didn't do. The global village has lost its idiot. He was under the apple tree sitting on the green but no one has seen him for days. Suspicions are he has his own superpower.

The Queen digs 'em and so shall you.

Slithering forth from the snail infested sodden sodom that is Heretic Studios comes an unprecidented and overdue foray into the information age, they have a blog. Check it out, it will no doubt contain some of the rawest and best screenprinted material being produced at this time. No trite coffee table streetart or pseudo art guff here, blood, guts and Guinness. This is the real thing, they are destined for great things. Fame or prison. And to boot they are decent types. I salute you Heretic boys. Oh and that'll be a pint please.

http://www.hereticprintmakers.blogspot.com/

Pictures but no words.

Check the nelsonshead for photojunk

http://nelsonshead.tumblr.com/

Sketchy Books

Random Junk Vol 24.7

I could have been someone, Well so could anyone, You took my dreams from me when I first found you, I kept them with me babe, I put them with my own, I can't make it all alone, I build my dreams around you. Wheres my pony you little shit?