Thursday, 31 July 2008
Monday, 28 July 2008
Canned
"That's it Johnson! You know how I feel about viral campaigns involving cuddly pink monsters called Buddy and his pet talking Chihuahua! You're out of here buddy! And don't bother to collect your classic film posters from your cubicle either. I'm burning them in absinthe whilst dancing round an effigy created from your iphone accessories. Masters degree in Marketing? He-Man would kick your ass all the way home pal!"
"He-Man?"
"Masters of the Universe, pal. Get with the programme! Make sure the door hits you on the way out."
"He-Man?"
"Masters of the Universe, pal. Get with the programme! Make sure the door hits you on the way out."
Friday, 25 July 2008
Luggage
"Christie contemplated that her sell-boyfriend-to-buy-luggage plan had one fatal flaw."
I was going to save this one for another day but I'm on a massive procrastination kick having spent all last evening building ikea furniture (yawn, stretch out back, nurse broken artistic fingers, blink, head down on desk and snoooore...).
The flat looks great though! Time for more coffee...
Thursday, 24 July 2008
The Queuing
A little scribble drawn whilst listening to debate on some recent unemployment reforms. Nothing plithy or conceptual, just a doodle of one of our national pastimes, the queue.
This also feels like a page from a graphic novel. I've been meaning to start work on a "product" for forever and have thumbnails for a picture boot kicking around in my current sketchbook. One thing at a time. Back to work!
This also feels like a page from a graphic novel. I've been meaning to start work on a "product" for forever and have thumbnails for a picture boot kicking around in my current sketchbook. One thing at a time. Back to work!
Wednesday, 23 July 2008
Tuesday, 22 July 2008
Doggis Wallpaper
Saturday, 19 July 2008
Enough
Tuesday, 15 July 2008
Fannie and Freddie
A fun image done to try out my new wacom (cheep one, nothing fancy!) based on this guardian article;
"You might not have heard of them before last week, but Fannie and Freddie are among the oldest couples in American finance. Fannie Mae is the institution set up by Roosevelt to revive the Depression-era housing market (that name is a riff on the old title: Federal National Mortgage Association). Freddie Mac (again, the original name is more prosaic: Federal Home Loan Mortgage Corporation) was set up after Fannie was privatised in 1968, to provide some competition."
"You might not have heard of them before last week, but Fannie and Freddie are among the oldest couples in American finance. Fannie Mae is the institution set up by Roosevelt to revive the Depression-era housing market (that name is a riff on the old title: Federal National Mortgage Association). Freddie Mac (again, the original name is more prosaic: Federal Home Loan Mortgage Corporation) was set up after Fannie was privatised in 1968, to provide some competition."
Monday, 14 July 2008
A Case Of The Mondays
Sunday, 13 July 2008
Thursday, 10 July 2008
Washing Up
Some of you may be suprised to know that I, Reeko, have never owned, possessed or rented an automatic dishwasher in my entire adult life.
Rubbish, huh? I was thinking just the other night about the colossal waste of time this has been. Time perhaps to learn to play the jazz flute, write in mandarin or samba dance perhaps?
"So, why don't you get a dish washer then Mr Reeko, you lazy cheep illustration chimp?"
Well, Firstly there's no room in my 120 year old flat. Unless I put it in the centre of the kitchen. Maybe with a giant vase of flowers on top to disguise it. Maybe with those fake flowers that play guitar and rock out to music. Maybe they could rock with the machine. Sweet. Secondly my landlord is an annoying little...
Come now! Decorum! Especially with the whole interweb watching! What I really need to do is get myself a trained monkey!
Now, where's that copy of Yellow Pages? Let's see! Trained monkeys... T... Hey! Nobody's offering trained Monkeys! At last...!
Rubbish, huh? I was thinking just the other night about the colossal waste of time this has been. Time perhaps to learn to play the jazz flute, write in mandarin or samba dance perhaps?
"So, why don't you get a dish washer then Mr Reeko, you lazy cheep illustration chimp?"
Well, Firstly there's no room in my 120 year old flat. Unless I put it in the centre of the kitchen. Maybe with a giant vase of flowers on top to disguise it. Maybe with those fake flowers that play guitar and rock out to music. Maybe they could rock with the machine. Sweet. Secondly my landlord is an annoying little...
Come now! Decorum! Especially with the whole interweb watching! What I really need to do is get myself a trained monkey!
Now, where's that copy of Yellow Pages? Let's see! Trained monkeys... T... Hey! Nobody's offering trained Monkeys! At last...!
Wednesday, 9 July 2008
Fancy A Pint?
Tuesday, 8 July 2008
Monday, 7 July 2008
Sunday, 6 July 2008
Sour
Ladies and gentlemen! Roll up roll up! Get your tickets for world famous Lemon Air! Giant crappy planes that belch out huge plumes of polluting smoke whilst zipping along at less than half the speed of all other airlines!
Relax and let our wonderful award loosing air hostesses trip you up and spit in your face whilst our untrained pilots tip the plane up and down and get lost! No food or drink, just a long lingering bitter taste of being right royally ripped off!
Any takers?
Any takers?
Friday, 4 July 2008
Thursday, 3 July 2008
I'll 'Ave You For Breakfast
Wednesday, 2 July 2008
Tuesday, 1 July 2008
Flip Flops
One thing London has in droves is tourists. Come rain or shine there they are, standing just the other side of the tube turnstyle deciding which way to go. Now I'm not complaining about tourists being lost, just their choice of place to stand to figure out which way to go.
Stand at the side!
Ahem. Moving on.
The reason why I'm shouting about this is because my work takes me to all the design agencies which are situated in tourist central, around the west end. Bullying my way through Covent Garden to get to another agency in this weather leaves me pretty hot and bothered.
However, I love doing what this girl is doing. People watching in the busiest, most central location I can find. Awesome. I love seeing people from all nationalities and creeds wandering around shopping and laughing, the big groups of students messing around, the London teenagers with the huge fake watches and thousands of gadgets, and the media kids wearing every latest trend all at once. My favourite game is trying to guess people's nationalities from their clothes and I gain an inordinate amount of pleasure from generally enjoying the vast diversity of the human condition.
Can't wait to get old so I can do it full time!
Stand at the side!
Ahem. Moving on.
The reason why I'm shouting about this is because my work takes me to all the design agencies which are situated in tourist central, around the west end. Bullying my way through Covent Garden to get to another agency in this weather leaves me pretty hot and bothered.
However, I love doing what this girl is doing. People watching in the busiest, most central location I can find. Awesome. I love seeing people from all nationalities and creeds wandering around shopping and laughing, the big groups of students messing around, the London teenagers with the huge fake watches and thousands of gadgets, and the media kids wearing every latest trend all at once. My favourite game is trying to guess people's nationalities from their clothes and I gain an inordinate amount of pleasure from generally enjoying the vast diversity of the human condition.
Can't wait to get old so I can do it full time!
When The Night Feels My Song
First of the month? Illustrated Song Titles must be upon us! Check out the new images here.
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