Busy busy...

Due to college exams quickly approaching I really haven't had much time for anything else. The Dublin Metropolitan Art Exhibition is coming up in in the summer and I will be exhibiting unless I lose a hand or something.

Something new in a few weeks, promise.

x

Every little thing you do is fucking adorable

Little drawing done for Claire's Zine.

Its been a while since I worked exclusively with pencil, this came out ok i guess.

OMG IT'S JOHN RADCLYFFE HALL!!

BARF! Barf like a freshman!

Our very own Pitt the Younger....I actually would vote for him if I could, sadly I don't live in Dublin South East - I live in the middle of a roundabout in Ballymun with a family of Roma Gypsies.

For those of you who don't know who Dylan Haskins is, I'll give you the highlights.
Born in 2002, Dylan's first success was inventing Culture in 2007 for which Ellie Goulding found him attractive for a short period. Thats about it.

Vote Dylan Haskins No.1!!!

Xmas is a horrifically boring time

I believe i uploaded at least one of these ages ago but all those pics were deleted when i changed my user account, so here are the culture night paintings again, beautifully rendered.

Paintings from the last exhibition are still in lala's house but i'll get them back soon and there will be photos.

laters

Being professional

I promise there will be no more rants on this blog and it will be (almost) wholly devoted to art. I now have a proper email address for you to send spam and insults.

The exhibition 'closing party' is going down on Sunday at 6pm, i hope you'll all be there.

DISASTER!!

crashing fancy galleries never gets old...good merlot, awkward exits, expensive paintings, Rothko on pills. To Exchange!

a new era...

so i finally have the internet in my new place after a raucous night of binge drinking, writing nonsense on walls and 3 girls trying on my underwear.

now all i need is a camera and we're set.

i never uploaded the paintings i did for culture night, some day soon.

The beers in my fridge need a gullet to pass through so excuse me while i reaffirm my faith in alcohol.

things are going to get way better than they are and things are already great. Hello World.

God dammit!

Here, how many times does owen wilson say 'god dammit!' in behind enemy lines?
I actually lost count.

memory lane

seeing old photos of both of us makes me feel, i dunno, its kind of like mourning, the scenes were always perfect, really fucking flawless. If i somehow had the ability to give up this life and relive those times again, I'd take it.

what happened?

Remember the wards...

I sort of feel like I'm unraveling, like I'm being pushed through a tunnel that's getting smaller the further I travel and I'm getting smaller with it and parts of me are lost along the way. At some point we both get so small that we are indistinguishable from each other and then all i know is the tunnel and everything outside the tunnel is beyond a horizon, it becomes elusive and incomprehensible, something that from my perspective is so far away it might as well not exist.

and it's a feeling of deja vu, i remember the vibes but i don't remember the time.

I'm sure this will all blow over.

and once again I'm poor...

My first week of college was very very satisfying. I'm trying to compare it with the last time i was in college, that first week. Although i did enjoy the first week in DIT i was awfully self conscious and timid, i made friends and that made it easier but i didn't think much of myself back then and it held me back, i was only 17. Some time ago i would have viewed the last 5 years to be a complete waste of time but i think now i would regard it as a learning experience; a lot of shit happened, some good, some bad, but in the end i made it through and i am so much more mature than i was then.
Academically the first week in DIT was fine, it was average, i didn't hate it nor thoroughly enjoy it. In many ways i was disappointed by it.
However this week was damn good, watching Hitchcock and reading Beowulf was somewhat unexpected, a pleasant surprise. Tutors are positively delicious and my classmates are bang on.

Next Friday is culture night in town and I'm doing some stuff with Inkling in Exchange, so please come out and show your support for....culture.
New painting done today that scares the shit outta me, it will be included in Inkling's new zine due out on culture night, pick up a copy and buy a painting, I NEED MONEY! PAUL NEWMANS GONNA HAVE ME LEGS BROKE!

In other news don't doubt I love every one of you.
Love
me

the bitches were in rare form tonight...

First day of college is over, we really didn't do anything interesting, we made a spider diagram of things to do with theatre......fucking american dictionary, it's spelled correctly ...oh oh american deserves a capital A....yeah, probably.

I shouldn't judge the course on the first day, next week there will be real criticism and maybe some pretty pictures.

Arcade Fire and Rick James know how to cheer me up.
You are all cocks.

Love,
ME

"Laurence takes off his glasses then wonders why he needed them in the first place"


The first piece of a series titled "The Laurence Anthology" soon to include fan favourites such as "The World According to Laurence" and "Laurence wakes up shocked to find out he has turned into a black man".

Those of you familiar with my work know i like to use big canvases, however this one is only A2 size. ENJOY!

She's so hot

I am very susceptible to subliminal messaging. You know that flight of the conchords "shes so hot" song? They just kept saying shes so hot all the time i came to believe shes that hot, but shes alright, well hot.

I'm no use at designing logos

I'm very tired now, tomorrow will be fun, I'm in constant need of red bull.
My bruvva took pictures of stuff I've done recently that hasn't been sold.



Also I'm trying to complete this portrait of my dad but its just bleghhhhh, he has that Mona Lisa smile which is just impossible.

There will be photos soon.

goodnight.

future by design

I went to see Jacques Fresco yesternight. Hes definitely the wittiest 94 year old I have ever met and hes banging a woman half his age, HERO!
I think I could listen to him for days on end. He told us a story of when he joined the ku klux klan....he dissolved the Florida chapter in a month.

The place was infested with zeitgeist conspiracy nuts so the standard of questions was poor, rather disappointed about that. Markey was there but I didn't see him, methinks he was glued to the bar.

Too much booing and shouts, where was etiquette?

To those who have no idea what I'm talking about please Google him.

a shower of bastards

I tried to write but all that came out was "Kellogg's corn flakes is made from 100% home grown corn, mmm corn!" over and over again, a page and a half of it...

but for some reason i'm quite proud of it, perhaps because i dissociated myself from reality for so long, it's on my bedroom wall now between a photo of my life partner and a photo of the crab nebula which is just awesome, have you ever seen the crab nebula, its nice, its like your perception of a pool of your own vomit if you're tripping balls...i miss health.

...pray for me.

I'm learning spanish...

Curious things...not enough lithium perhaps.

Ever have a dog who's getting old? he doesn't run anymore, he whines in pain, he rests... for far too long. You're sad, you don't want him to go just yet. Have that feeling. I don't have a dog. I hope we have a long time yet, I'm still young, I need guidance, I hope he doesn't suffer. Need to finish this painting.

Felt like I'm wading shoulder deep in icy water.

Forever...

It's been ages since i posted, busy busy.

My exhibition came and went and I consider it to be a success. On Monday at about 4pm the family and I got to Molesworth Street. Hardly anyone there at that time but it was buzzing a half later, lots of old people, lots of still life, lots of landscapes, lots of wine.

The gang showed up soon after that and the Lord Mayor said a few words which i cant remember or didn't listen to to begin with, methinks i was drinking on an empty stomach. There was actually a lot of interest in my work, it really stood out. But anyways I was starving so I left a couple of hours in, so very hungry.

Yesterday I got super news, I had sold a painting, YAYS! I am now slightly wealthier and a lot more confident. Truth is I would have been happy with no sales, I was ecstatic with the amount of interest in my work amid so many other entries.

Gonna start on something else tomorrow, something way more serious than a goldfish.
Have that kids book to toy with for the collective. I'm looking forward to do that, a bit of scary charcoal and chalk sketches and luminescent ink, FUN!

Just back from town, helping my darling Lou with the zine fair, lots of redheads around, strange. The zine fair was fun, fucking love Lou's work. Talked to a few other artists/writers, lovely people, that shit about NCAD students being wanks is complete drivel, every NCAD student I have met is bang on.
Got free shit which i will fuck with my eyes tonight, curtains closed.

It's been a good week, lots of shit done, bbq yesterday with the lads, dirty stories and oestrogen spiked beer, THANK YOU GROOVESHARK YOU KNOW HOW TO MAKE ME DANCE!

I'll be in touch.



I was working in the lab late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
For my monster from his slab began to rise
And suddenly to my surprise


He did the mash
He did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
He did the mash
It caught on in a flash
He did the mash
He did the monster mash


From my laboratory in the castle east
To the master bedroom where the vampires feast
The ghouls all came from their humble abodes
To get a jolt from my electrodes


They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They did the mash
It caught on in a flash
They did the mash
They did the monster mash


The zombies were having fun
The party had just begun
The guests included Wolf Man
Dracula and his son


The scene was rockin', all were digging the sounds
Igor on chains, backed by his baying hounds
The coffin-bangers were about to arrive
With their vocal group, "The Crypt-Kicker Five"


They played the mash
They played the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They played the mash
It caught on in a flash
They played the mash
They played the monster mash


Out from his coffin, Drac's voice did ring
Seems he was troubled by just one thing
He opened the lid and shook his fist
And said, "Whatever happened to my Transylvania twist?"


It's now the mash
It's now the monster mash
The monster mash
And it's a graveyard smash
It's now the mash
It's caught on in a flash
It's now the mash
It's now the monster mash


Now everything's cool, Drac's a part of the band
And my monster mash is the hit of the land
For you, the living, this mash was meant too
When you get to my door, tell them Boris sent you


Then you can mash
Then you can monster mash
The monster mash
And do my graveyard smash
Then you can mash
You'll catch on in a flash
Then you can mash
Then you can monster mash