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Showing posts with label painting. Show all posts

Friday, February 11, 2011

The Queen of Rats

Ring around the rosie, a pocket full of posies, husha, husha, they all fall down.




A lot of people hold rats responsible for spreading the black plague of the thirteen hundreds, but really it was fleas. The bacteria that caused the plague has mysteriously disappeared so no one can say precisely, but some scientist think it originated in flea stomachs and was spread to whatever they bit. The black plague originated in china, and eventually spread throughout Eurasia, killing one third of the population.  Ill-advised medical practices and a lack of personal hygiene/sanitation did not help, but still, no other event in the history of mankind can lay claim to destruction that extensive. The only thing they really got right was that fire could kind of shield people from the plague. They burned fires on the street corners in the hopes that it would dissipate the 'fog of death' brought down by some astronomical event. The Pope of Avignon (there were two Popes, back in the day) was surrounded by a ring of fire at all times and he got out scott free.  The black plague was also kind of the origin of biological warfare. Invading armies would sometimes catapult infected corpses over the walls of their enemies in order to weaken them. I've never heard of a rat doing anything like that.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Antoine Elhashem




The boss-man and editor supreme of The Pink Pages magazine and Pinkplay mags. I did this as a christmas gift for him, a tribute to my greatest benefactor. 
If you love gay tings' check out the magazines or the online versions:

http://thepinkpagesdirectory.com/
http://www.pinkplaymags.com/

They also have a new app for the pink pages listings, and a lot of other crazy new shenanigans for the upcoming year. 

I will try and edit this later with a less-aweful picture, but who knows. 

PROJECT ELEMENT




Rhythm is a concept that I sometimes struggle with. Take it as you will.  These were done 100 years ago, I don't know why I still feel the need to show them off. I need to make some new art, I think. I got the inspiration for this when I had one of my rare temper tantrums. I  decided the most intelligent way to vent my frustrations would be to demolish my copy of 'The Time Traveler.' Anyways, afterwards I had nothing to do with the wreckage so I incorporated it into my art stuff. I still have a few shreds of it left in the cupboard.