Sunday, 20 July 2014

Can Art Change The World?

Dropped these at the city library last week.

Hoping some library nerds happen upon them.

Not that there's anything wrong with that :P

Tuesday, 8 July 2014

Pimp My Art Cards.

Told you I was addicted.

It was the Newspaper Blackout that started it. 

I am going to leave these babies in my usual leaving places:  

bus stops public toilets official restaurants of the World Cup train tracks the toilets at train stations parking meters supermarket shelves.  libraries.

If you found one and I was so happy I tried to take advantage of you on the podium would you mind?

If you didn't find one and you're glad I understand it's busy the rat race that's lovely you have people to see places to be seen do you know good places for me to carry out. my guerilla. mission?

I'm counting on ya.

Yes you in the black puffer jacket ...

Wednesday, 2 July 2014

Addicted to Newspaper Blackout

I've got a new toy.

It means I don't have to go out in public like this.

Or leave the house.

I'm addicted after 2 go's.

One of my loves right now (ok I love him less than Newspaper Blacking Out but more than weeding my garden) is Austin Kleon.

Funny as feck and 'a writer who draws'.  

These are my first babies and I kind of like them:

If you imagine that finding words that weave together is a brain fart, wait till you get to the blacking out bit.  

This post could have been called: 'I killed my best stuff with a too-fat marker.'

But we're not dwelling on the ones that got away.

Grab tomorrows fush and chup wrapper, a too-fat black marker because you've forgotten that it will bleed into your prized words, and have a late one . . .