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You a winner Mr Wiseblood.

1: My dad is a scaffolder and has spent around 30 years hanging off the ICI chemical plants around Middlesbrough (which you'll be very familair with MR Blood living in Saltburn) which were the inspiration for Ridley Scotts (Who was born nearby in hartlepool) vision of the future replicated in Alien and Blade Runner and the major inspiration for me to become an artist and influences my style to this day.





ICI Wilton

2. Kurt Vonnegut's Breakfast of Champions is a masterpiece of satire on the American dream and the notion that bad ideas are infectious.

The book also features a lot of drawings by Vonnegut himself and are instrumental to the book:





This is his representation of an arsehole and features prominently throughout the book as they feature prominently in all our lives.

3. I did indeed fire a crossbow at this stuffed tiger whilst being a security guard at the museum's storage facility and it's currently on display at Leed's newly opened museum:




Here's the story of that incident as featured in the graphotism interview:

Had you always been experimenting with canvas and sculpture? Was there a particular incident or idea that kick started your work in those areas?
After I left the games industry in 2000 after a string of disappointments being ripped off by shady companies on some original games concepts I’d hatched, I found myself in a quandary as where to direct my life. Relocating to Leeds to give the prospect of marriage a go only to have it all go stunningly wrong in the most spectacular way.

Finding myself a smoking wreck of a man I patched myself together as best I could and found the only possible avenue of employment for someone of my malfunctioning state… Security.
2 years of the most bizarre, funny, tragic and far fetched escapades in the early hours ensued. At some later date I plan to put pen to paper to document my time as the worlds worst Insecurity Guard as the tales I can tell of that time go beyond belief.

But anyhow back on track, one night I found myself guarding a museum repository which stored many historical artefacts. After another night riding the good Lady Gin and juice I found myself plonked on the back of a stuffed Grizzly Bear, brandishing a Scottish broadsword and firing an Italian medieval crossbow at a stuffed Siberian Tiger. Perched on the large, long dead carnivore, I pondered my predicament. A moment of clarity washed into my addled grey matter and I reasoned that I can’t continue this for much longer as I’d end up like the failed Police, military wannabes and other assorted unemployable misanthropes that populate the security world.

My salvation came soon after as Liz, my best friend and girlfriend of the time mentioned in passing that she knew someone who’d sold a canvas they’d painted on eBay.

My time on the nightshifts weren’t entirely squandered as I’d take my laptop along and during the quiet of the early morning I’d conduct experiments with what I’d learned in the games industry but applied to creating graffiti. At this point I’d not seen or had anything to do with the graf world for 7 years and was totally unaware of the direction it had spun. Working in isolation I came up with 3D forms based on my mangled head state in order to exorcise some of my demons. They evolved and gained a cohesive clarity and steadily increased in complexity.

The off the cuff canvas remark made by Liz cemented in my head and I galvanised myself as I knew I had to eject from my security spiral or smash screaming into the machinery of the awful truth.

Taking my last pay cheque and walking out of my job without a word or a look back, I bought 10 blank canvases and set to work. At this point I’d never painted a canvas in my life but I found it instinctive and cathartic to transfer the designs I’d created on my computer to the clutch of the cotton via the soothing stoke of a brush.

Building on the sale of those first 10 canvases I’ve managed to keep my head above the treacherous waters and fashion a new and better life from the wreckage of the old.

P.S Dont watch the film version of Breakfast Of Champions starring Bruce Willis as it's a steaming pile of trite

Well at least you dont live in Skelton, Brotton, Skinningrove or Loftus, and that's something to be thankful for

As you can see from this rejected photo for the photoshoot in the graphotism article, living in the North East has had little impact on me, ell apart from my magnificent wrist rugs!

who got the alien artifact one?? gutted!...s

looking forward to seeing...bookmarked site now so will keep checking it out... can understand forum member being happy with it and for so cheap too! fantastic pricing have to say which is great thing... amazing talent...s

bump for a great talent... sure the rest wont last long on there... i liked the alien one kinda reminded me of old styled manga used to watch.... will be keeping eye out for the next sketches to come!...s

ta mate. It didnt try and hit you up for some change for a cup of tea did it;?

I thought it did. So I told it to get a job and stop spending its DLA at the bookie's, but then I realised I was talking to a wall. Weird experience

some knob has tagged it

good to hear that
never thought that was possible with spray cans
hope it all goes well

Ta Ben nice to know you like em that much ;D

Yes it was me that won the free one, thanks Replete. If your in two minds about buying one buy you won't be disapointed, first class art and first class service.

God damn that's tempting... stop with the tempting!!

If I had a spare £250 it would be MINE!!