First post since coming back from the land of festivals. Been doing some stuff, continuing work on a little project brought to you by the number 8 and the letter B, making artwork on various walls and tents across the island of Great Britain using mud and markers, photo evidence of which will be up here just as soon as people send it to me, including an interpretation of Animal from the Muppet Show as (I hope for your sake) you've never seen him before.

Oh, if anyone is interested my new email address is jontkeappock (AT) gmail.com

Back in Manchester I've produced a flyer for Vixen Promotions, got the call on Thursday morning and finished the whole thing in a day which I'm quite happy with.



The initial concept, the only specification I was given was that it should be something like a circus poster, I also worked in a little playing card design and drew inspiration from childhood memories of Upside Downy books (does anyone remember them?) to make a flyer that read differently from every direction with a conjoined freak ring master/ suicidal sword eater as a centrepiece. At the time the only acts due to play were Rust Inhaler and Flesh Eating Foundation (not Society as I'd scrawled on the sketch)



The mostly completed illustration, but as crunch time got closer and changes were made to the line up a quick rethink was needed.



The sword eater gets chopped, possibly to be never seen again, the background is added and the flyer goes to print.

Things I've been doing lately include, another doodle for a thread on the Engine. The challenge was to design a wooden spaceship and it's captain. The tree's the captain, the seed's the ship.

A Lottie-nut's course is altered by the gravitational pull of the moon. In time it may find purchase on the Moon's surface or on the broken shards of lunar material that surround it. However, the adult specimen we see, is of the lucky few, of the thousand's of nuts a single tree can produce in a year, all but a handful are lost forever, smashed on the side of some distant planet, or doomed to drift and wither, their propellent expired, no hope of ever finding a new home.

Other things, put together a poster for Break the Silence Promotions, they're putting on a Grindcore/ Trash night at the Music Box on the 26th of July, so if you're in Manchester and you like your metal heavy get your arse to that.

Below's a recent sketch that I did, could be part of another poster, and if it is it'll be the first illustrated flyer I've put out, if not, then its another addition to my growing collection of monster drawings.


And for a slight change of mood there's this, the picnic never happened by the way. The photo's by the delectable Kat, who took it at Wreckhead Picnic I, all I did was put letters on it.

Responding to an art challenge on The Engine because I wanted something to do.

Miss Masque, a regular teenager with a tendency to wear excessive eye make-up. Casual, strung out and peaceful by nature, but forced to carry a pistol to defend herself from a never ending stream of goons.



In this thrilling scene, Miss Masque is on her way to attend Ladyfest in Brighton when she is set upon by a gang of scene kids with murder in mind.

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I'm thinking of having a go at updating once a day for at least a week. Why not check back here tomorrow and see if I've kept to my word.

Just some recent sketches, not trying to be clever, just pictures of pretty girls. I know what you're thinking, everything up to now was trying to be clever?



and some slap and tickle for you.

New Year, and untill now nothing to show for it. But I am working on an exciting new project. Cant say much.


But it will involve superpowers (and where they come from)Keep em peeled.

Into the Night.

The girl with the green dress and porcelain skin stands between video screens showing almost identical photos of Victoria Beckham. She bites on her lip and turns on her heels as she pushes on her ear piece and listens to the Voice.

"So just stand here and twirl on my hair, that's all, you don't want to help me with the puzzle." she says to the voice, then speaking to the camera, "ok, I am going stand here and twirl my hair, because I am the monkey here to dance for you" she extends her hands forward in a supposed mimicry of simian puppetry and she chokes a little as she realises there are still people watching her.

"Right we really need someone to call... someone to get through... we don't have all night/ all morning."-the slash was pronounced as a giddy and frustrated murmur as she rolled her eyes and glanced at the studio ceiling.

Make it Big.