Sunday, October 25, 2015
dready of 'jacko's auto' - 24x24 - limited edition print
it seems obvious now, to me anyhow, that dready s are all about memories, eh; i mean when i draw a commission it's about other people's memories, don't it, imbued, perhaps, with my own and when i draw my own stuff memory percolates through it, like a sweet spring, to the surface.
jacko's auto ... quick fix - last time i had my car exhaust fixed it was at quick fix - are about to be consigned to history, they're make way for progress …
they may not be what one would call iconic, they not the 'farm soldier' or anything, but they're symbolic, maybe, of time passing and evolution of society and t'ings.
I, and others will remember them being there, tucked behind the gas station …
time passes, things change … the universe is flux and life is opinion (marcus aurelius)
Thursday, October 15, 2015
dready on the wall of a hotel in Galveston
some things are cool about this … this is dready's first permanent 'gallery' placement in the usa … the galveston beach hilton/island famous were kind enough to make dready his own gallery space.
as you can see from the bookended pieces the idea of the display is that evolved and traditional dreadys, on the same theme are displayed on the same wall …
same hotel, different wall of dready.
i like working with the two versions of dreadyness side by side, it stretches me and grounds me all at once … and that's cool.
so, yu know, if you in glaveston go check it out
Thursday, October 8, 2015
dready t-shirt test samples
tshirts were one of the first products we tested with dready
and they came around again with caribbean canvas company and the licensing of images
and now again, after the implosion of ccc, we're looking at the idea as we get ready to launch a new website …
technology advances and with digital printing comes the ability to take dready images and translate them directly to a Tshirt … is cool.
Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Double D … portrait of a man moved by music - image
A random photograph from a person I know, the way Double D was standing, the way the music was obviously taking his soul, I felt it … felt it …
I love music, it was always part of the good memories of growing up, it was a big t'ing in the houses we all gathered in in youth and I try to listen to it every day - waking, working, relaxing …
and here I sit actually finding music to be harder today than it used to be, despite its digital ubiquity - spotify not working, buffer buffer buffering; cyan't buy it on itunes 'cause you don't live in xyz; the 'my mix' on youtube not really my mix at all; I mean truly since when did I ever listen to 'her poppy crap' … and it shouldn't be eh, it should be easy.
because of a the generation I come from I guess, I also miss record stores and the pleasure of actually owning stuff with album art and liner notes and making mixes and stuff and t'ings … I miss the 'vibe' of music I think … I kinda feel like the 'experience of music' has been generally 'mediocratized' (i've made up that word 'cause in a sense I think its been an active process. )
All that aside mind you, dready likes music and my dooood in the image likes music too, you can see it, you can feel it ...