ARTISTS such as....Thomas Demand//Eva Hesse//Francis Bacon// Jim Lambie//Johnathan Owen//Monet//Mark Rothko//Keith Harring//George Shaw//Marcel Duchamp//Marcel Dzama//Cy Twombly//David Shrigley//Lucy Skaer//Alexande Perigot//Graham Fagen//Goya//Franziska Furter//Richard Long//Trenton Doyle Hancock//Manet//David Claerbout//Christopher Wool//Ernesto Neto//George Tjungurrayi//Ellen Gallagher//Robert Rauschenberg//Callum Innes//Douglas Gordon//Gordon Robin Brown//Torsten Lauschmann//Hughie O'Donoghue//Eddie Summerton//Alisdair Gray//Jamie Shovlin//Mark Dion//Nigel Peake//I ALSO LIKE PEOPLE LIKE...Philip Larkin//Bill Bryson//Limmy//George Mackay Brown//Tom Leonard//Stephen Fry//Herman Hesse//Alan Spence//John Peel
Music
Techno, folk or ambient noise
Movies
Most things by Ken Loach, Mike Leigh and Shane Meadows, as well as Boss & Dog : No up tae much, Ratcatcher, Donnie Brasco & Margot at the wedding
Television
Channel 4 mostly
Books
books with pictures, catcher in the rye, Lanark, sidartha, steppenwolf, bill hicks:love all the people, the poetry of philip larkin and tom leonard(well scotch!) and of course a daily dose of the guardian (just for the look)
About me: DRAWING//PAINTING//PRINTING//MAKING
This is what The List think of my work:
"restrained use of colour can be found in Ross Hamilton Frew’s ‘Boredom Patterns 1-3’. Frew removes the signifying potential of Cy Twombly’s forms, turning his line into dashes and swirls that escape the early hand-painted pop trajectory of Twombly’s canvases. The three paintings rest on the ground, emphasising their ‘objectness’, and invoke the crayon and coloured pencil forays into mark making that one finds on the walls of children’s bedrooms."
HERE IS A POEM BY PHILIP LARKIN
We met at the end of the party//
When all the drinks were dead//
And all the glasses dirty://
'Have this that's left', you said.//
We walked through the last of summer,//
When shadows reached long and blue//
Across days that were growing shorter://
You said: 'There's autumn too'.//
Always for you what's finished//
Is nothing, and what survives//
Cancels the failed, the famished,//
As if we had fresh lives//
From that night on, and just living//
Could make me unaware//
Of June, and the guests arriving,//
And I not there.
2's UP, it's ma fuckin birthday... Free Limited Edition Print (1/50) and an 80min mix cd (1/150) to the earliest arrivals...
NOTE THAT WE ARE STARTING AT 9 THIS MONTH, TO MAKE ROOM FOR THE TREMOLO BEER GUT (all the way from Denmark) AND BIG NED (all the way from the black lodge).
RANDOM
Julien Kedryna, Nicolas Nadé, Jean-Philippe Bretin et Vanessa Dziuba
74 pages, 6 papiers différents, couleur, A5
100 exemplaires tous uniques
dont 20 contenant un dessin original
25€
(les frais de port pour un random / un supersymétrie
France : 2,22€ / 1,35€
Europe : 4€ / 1,60€
international : 5,5€ / 2,30€)
thanks for adding us of japanese psychedelic break beats group named FLOATTT
i m really glad!!!
please check out our new promo animation video (Beats Game World) filmed by hideyuki katsumata who also filmed promo animation of Little dragon (fortune) from Sweden. our new album is also available by CD and MP3(itunes music store)
This is what The List think of my work:
"restrained use of colour can be found in Ross Hamilton Frew’s ‘Boredom Patterns 1-3’. Frew removes the signifying potential of Cy Twombly’s forms, turning his line into dashes and swirls that escape the early hand-painted pop trajectory of Twombly’s canvases. The three paintings rest on the ground, emphasising their ‘objectness’, and invoke the crayon and coloured pencil forays into mark making that one finds on the walls of children’s bedrooms."
HERE IS A POEM BY PHILIP LARKIN
We met at the end of the party//
When all the drinks were dead//
And all the glasses dirty://
'Have this that's left', you said.//
We walked through the last of summer,//
When shadows reached long and blue//
Across days that were growing shorter://
You said: 'There's autumn too'.//
Always for you what's finished//
Is nothing, and what survives//
Cancels the failed, the famished,//
As if we had fresh lives//
From that night on, and just living//
Could make me unaware//
Of June, and the guests arriving,//
And I not there.
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