You know that song “Angie” by the Rolling Stones? Yeah, this one. I love it. I guess it was only a matter of time until I named a lady after that song.
I usually sing it to guys named Andrew. Especially if they hate being called Andy. I’m good fun like that.
Angie was drafted up at the same time as Doris. Doris may be in the gutter, but Angie is staring at the stars. I put the two ladies together on the front of a hoody. They’re partners in crime.
The original quote came from Oscar Wilde’s “Lady Windermere’s Fan”;
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars
Obviously I fucked up the quoting verbatim bit and used ‘staring’ instead of ‘looking’. I’m an artist, I can be creative like that. Lol.
If you like Angie on her own, you can purchase the t-shirt here.
This is my original rendering of a cowboy skull which I have affectionately named Ol’ Clootie. Is it the Devil? Or is it a reanimated skeleton come to taunt us as society falls apart….
We already know about my love for skulls. In this picture I put together some of my favourite things; a skull, a cowboy hat and a nickname for the Devil. I remember a friend mentioning the Ol’ Clootie name once, he said it was from Nemesis the Warlock. The all-knowing Google informed me that it’s also from the Scottish calling a cloven hoof a Cloot; hence we have Old – or Auld – Clootie. Another name is Old Nick. Old Hornie (haha!), all of which are allusions to earlier pagan gods.
This picture was made with colour pencils and pen on watercolour paper. It is180mm high x 130mm wide, so it’s about the size of a large postcard.