By jove he was one cool mutha at the time. The photographs were taken by Eric Meola and are certainly iconic.
l like clever adverts and l like illusions. Great stuff (yet very simple). Click on it to enlarge first.
My thoughts on this are well known around these parts. If the poshos had been working class it would all have been about 'the breakdown of society' and people 'like them' shouldn't be 'breeding' in the first place. Eat the rich.
Just bought a new phone today as l needed a new one and wanted one with a better camera than my old one (one, one one). This one (an LG) is still cheap but has a 5mp camera on it. Good stuff, unless l start spending serious money. Now all l have to do is work out how to use it.
As l am still cheerful about the blogs being restored, l thought l would post a happy picture. This is me and Don King in San Antonio, Texas a few years ago. I don't usually put up many pictures of myself unless they are old ones, but l will make an exception for this little beauty.
Then again....maybe not, it looks a bit dodgy.
These are of the underground in Sweden. Slightly better than London or Newcastle (the ones l am used to), that's for sure.
I have seen this sort of stuff done in the past, but these versions are pretty damn good. A simple idea, yet very effective.Everything Is A Remix: KILL BILL from robgwilson.com on Vimeo.
Stinson Beach Bubbles (canon 550D) from markdaycomedy on Vimeo.
Had a marvellous old time at the weekend. Been in for most of it, but went round to Deb and Rooks for Debbie's birthday do, as they had a BBQ (surprise). All went well until Deb fell and banged herself against the chimera (guilty party above), which resulted in a short trip to the hospital for some glue to a small cut. The FPO and Rook went with her, so l hung around a bit more, then buggered off home when l got the chance to sneak off.
I used an inhaler yesterday as there was a lot of rabbit hairs about and it aggravated my asthma. Sadly, it was not one of these bad boys. They certainly had some forms of medicine that were better in the old days. Bring 'em back l say!
That is what l call going for authenticity
That's the last of these l am posting - unless he does some more of course.
I remember when l was a young whipper-snapper (those were the days my friend) and went hitch-hiking around Scotland with a friend called Gary Waitland , heading to Loch Ness to look for the monster (no joy). On the way back, we stopped off in Edinburgh, where l bought some records, including The Runaways album, which had just come out. It was not very good, and l ended up selling it to my brother, but since l have now got his old records, it has returned to me.
