FINALLY I HAVE MY LOGO!!!

Concieved and born into its final form this eve.

"Kanye... your thoughts?"

Oil Slick : Oil Sucks

Hearing about all the f#$cked up stuff going on in NZ, down in Tauranga with the Oil... makes a bro feel sad at our BS ways. The way coporates can do WTF they like... saying that we will be sweet if a deep sea well had a leak... Nek Minute we get a tanker and can't even get boats out to it to get the oil off?.

I feel for all my friends and Whanau from TGA and for all the 500 plus birds that have died so far. We seriously need to sort things out when something like this becomes something alot worse than it could have been due to the lack of actions on the behalf of a few. Nature is beauty in itself, we push our plastic chemical frames around it... unframed its priceless... framed with our BS its 100% pure BS.

#BROTIME

Photos by 4ormulafourfour

its like that.

F-ART = Fail Art#2

The gloom and boredom of extisting in a house which is as close to 'The ghetto" as you get round my ways, does make me create disjointed junk. The thought of somthing coming from the gutters of a Millionaires paradice is a thought that I guess always kept and remains keeping me creating things that are dirty 'off' and grimey.

One can only sit and stand atop the piles of percieved success and actual-failure and Mirror them, as the great and beautiful works of art sit apon clean white walls, mine sit underneath me, covered in stray hairs... pubic and otherwise, lint, dog shit fragments and various variations of dirt and scum.

If one day people look in the mirrors of the world to see the worst parts of themselves... perhaps my 'fail art' will find a home in theyre eyes and minds, as worms beneath the ground will in time.

the p pipe "aahhhhhhh"

The Pied Piper led all the rats to the river and drowned
them.

THE UNSCENE

#tothepoweroffour

Dad got cut up.

These works are made entirely of my Fathers blood, the paper he bled on and the plasters which held his flesh together over night, made the day after his gore-ified wound was made.

In an attempt to create somthing beautiful out of somthing most would find hard to look at I created these works. Pulling the old plasters out of the medical paper that the nurse gave me to bring them home, I set about creating... perhaps his blood knew all along of this destiny. Maybe the brutal accident that left his flesh torn off and gushing blood was the prelude to works of art. Opening a gateway into the dreams he once had, into his memories and into his long lost and supressed imagination. 

Perhaps... or perhaps in a sick twisted way it was just his Son creating somthing out of a part of his essence.

kite flying in a dying world

bird watching - with his Brother and Sister

 <gorey match sticks>            <waving from a hill in hell>

Nosferatu's end "goodbye dear friend"

Aliens in my blood

Sandman abstract.

fail-art and photography by 4ormulafourfour

"Melt in yOur Mind NOT in yoUr hand" - Chuck Close

 

UP n CLOSE

Threw this one on randomly while looked for a trailer for Chuck Close(2007)...

 

Listened and looked... partially. Meanwhile I picked up my officemax permanent marker. Then looked around and  ripped part of my camera's plain cardboard packaging box off and then heard Chuck say "every square inch had to phsically be made out of the same mark"... and put this down:

Had to laugh when I thought him say 'The Cooning" @ 10:10 after I had been drawing this for several minutes prior. Makes you wonder was I actin inate in drawing the same 'Hip Hop' Jordan I did when I was young... or was the title of his work cliche and funnily coincidental with a moment in time which would occur on a small island, next to a small Island in the South Pacific?.

I did find a good review on the Doco however:
http://movies.nytimes.com/movie/452099/Chuck-Close/overview

Also... THIS buzzy view into his Exhibited work and some kids views on it. :):

The tune is this fat!!!

One of NZ's finest DnB DJ's... The Golden Balls, DJ Gull!!

Did this one up from an old pic that the bro had been given, think its probably one of the dopest things to have given the name. One Hell of a DJ. Once wanted to fill his room with a pack of seagulls so that when he got back from work he opened the door and "blaaaow!!" with the DnB cranking he would never have seen it coming!!!.

KFC Chips > Potaetoe and Gravy

"Without ME your NOTHING! you hear me?!? NOTHING!!!" - said the KFC chips to the potaetoe and gravy.

Digital Self Harm

crackrummeraKKKcity

 

Made this after living in AK looking after the bro DJ Scratch 22's room while he took off on tour to Europe and Japan with AK poet Tourettes. Seeing the 'cracked out' side of the central city. Inspired by riding past the rich casually rascist f#ckkkers who drank lattes and casually pulled out glass pipes on top of the graves of early immigrant  state housing and now sit far enough away from the the stacked foriegn housing apartments to still have a wanky 'lol' about them (respresented by the red). I passed them by while having come from my labouring job, moving bricks and dirt dosed up on herbal highs and alot of the time a couple bourbons/formula44's down and ready for another 9 hour shift washing dishes for the same pricks. Sitting in the back thinking 'f#ck you fake c3nts" while they decide to go for theyre after work 'happy hour-weekly gossip-wine-wank'.

  

The dark grey landscape which rises up for the road is meant to represent the journey into the city from my Island home, the hooded city 'KKK' figure turning around is pointing out that you only enter the 'rascist gaze' when you enter the city. The dark clouds in the top left are from the bro Legal Money Mikes lyrics in 'demon fuzz' a rap ballad about the f#cked up city living life. Theres also the offer of crack from a child of the city, pictured outlined in white with a yellow flame on his lighter. 

There is a skull beside the '345' for the dead and forgotten heroes of the region... who sit under the thoughts and minds of most who now inhabit the central city. The duality of the two kissing is for the sexual underbelly and prosistution which is ever sitting in between the rich-audi driving-latte lovers and the city center.

END.

i loled...

I.n P.eace.

"YOUR DRY"...

"I know."

"GET UP!"...

"and GET DOWN!" 

:)

Slum Moar F-art: SLUGGO

Sluggo, dedicated to Leon. Thom, James, Daz, Charlie and Caanan... epic weekend brosephs (not in a gay religious way)Thanks for getting me to the plane bros!!! surrender to the wiicked ways of Ohakune when in town, fried chicken, pork belly, mussels and eye fillet like NO OTHER!! chur the BUDDAZ!

"Sluggo" is for the f#$ckin long drive to the GIG and the EPIC MUNCHIES WITH THE BUDDAZ and morning WAKE n SNAKES.

Sluggo & Bro Safari - Reckless:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QE6ML-t5fFs
http://www.facebook.com/slugstep

for the shelves.

birtH 0f @ PHOENIX

RISE IN POTENTIAL til i REST IN PEACE

F-ART = Fail Art

FAIL ART

In looking at these 6 pictures merged into one f#$cked up photoshop job at best, all I can think is EPIC FAIL. I know the demise of each of these pictures like Stephen King knew the demise of his creations. The one in the top left 'Grommel the Space Seagull" was used as a coaster for Woodstock bourbon and because unsightly with the stains of it merging with fused pubic hairs and dandruff.

The two pictures at the top middle and top right were both chopped into ninja stars and thrown at the water tank outside my Dads house. The dried paint and plastic paper flesh of them... took some more of my brain cells as they departed toward Ash City.

The one at the bottom left, still sits underneath a hole in the wall where a rotten mouse had died and poured it's innards into the page. Ironic I think, seeing at originally I made the picture around old blood stains of my own,

The one in the bottom middle, I put into a frame... having chopped it up to fit it into the frame, it lost it's soul as a failed plastic surgery patient... it was then cast away. Into an old red rubbish bag during one of the many cleans of the piles of dank and mold covered paper.

The Last was given as a present to a friend, during an argument it was found stashed under my friends bed... I tore the head off the piece and ripped the remaining parts into tiny bits. The were then put into a bit with old fabric off-cuts. The head remained in my wallet for sometime.Until I think I did a fart with it in my back pocket... and the meaning of it being 'a prayer from Hawaiiki' made me feel as though I had disrespected the meaning. So I dropped it off the back of a boat on the journey back to my Island.

R.I.P Fail Art.

 atleast it was remebered in its demise.

serving the creator

just had a burnt idea from talking to the brother toast, this is what resulted

The guy in the shot is Frank Welker (left corner), a voice actor... from the Movie Gremlins which makes the only non Goblin to be the puppet in the corner.

The Rapper/Skater/Black eyed guy is Tyler The Creator aka Goblin thus the humour is now illuminated if it was dim before. He raps about stuff like his dick and skating, stalking and killing... check his youtube here.

The pic features various 'Goblins' from World of Warcraft, Goblin Music and the Spiderman series.

Supreme is the Satanic supporters skate club he is sponsored by.

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