Lollaparooney

This weekend, my friend and future studio buddy Niki decided to throw a party to celebrate two seminal events - specifically her birthday, and the airing of the first Hollyoaks episode to feature her as head writer. Congratulations!

We played alongside some other bands, and I thought it might be nice to sort out a gig poster for her to mark the event.

I'm all out of bubblegum...

I've been working on the artwork for a tribute album of John Carpenter scores - everyone involved is an 8-bit artist which means it will feature loads of cool-sounding videogame interpretations of his already cool-sounding themes, and I'm a big fan of both his films and his soundtrack work, so I'm dead happy to be involved. It's been organised by arcadecoma, who previously put together this 8-bit weezer tribute, and did this banging cover of my bands song 'Metropolitan'... *

As well as the above artwork, here's a sample of the back cover:

* buzz off all those hyperlinks.

Just the facts, ma'am

I blasted this Department of Eagles drawing out to try and win some Bella Union goodies and gig tickets via The Line of Best Fit... I don't think I was successful although to be fair, it could have done with being significantly more twee (or significantly less cartoony and silly)

It's a long shot, but it just might work...

I've been working on an illustration based on the films of the Coen Brothers, specifically the period from Raising Arizona through to the Big Lebowski. I like all the wide angle shots they use, hence the stacked letterbox outcome of this print.

Seeing as it's the Coen Brothers, I was spoiled for choice when it came to quotes...

(It's a work in progress at the moment, as I'd like to include the railroad from O Brother Where art thou as well.)

You know, it's so nice when it happens good...

Finally, here's the fully assembled Seinfeld illustration - I'm getting few copies printed on a big A0 sheet on Friday, then they'll crop them ready to be delivered early next week.

I can't wait to watch them slice this fat bastard up!

When you control the mail, you control... INFORMATION!

Finally, the big boy. When it's all put together, Newman will go right in the middle of the piece, imposing himself on everybody like a bad smell. He is merry though, I'll give him that.

(Also, this bit is my favourite Newman moment.)

White Lotus. Yam-yam. Shanghai Sally

I'm down to the last few now - here's J. Peterman, importer/exporter of exotic garments and master of the poetic sales pitch.