This is not art. No. 29…

But first…
Dulltown, UK: Today’s old U.S. expletive is – I’ll be John Browned!
A rather pissy watered down euphemism for – I’ll be Goddamned!
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Doh! I’ll never get up to date with posting my photos from a year ago if I start posting ones I have just taken! Walking home from town yesterday I spotted, standing nonchalantly in the road, this nicely embellished wheelie bin; it was just begging to be photographed! Click!… Instead of filing the picture away I decided that I liked it so much that I’d post it straightway.
(What do you think of the word ‘straightway’ instead of ‘straight-away’? Back at school we had this nutty, old [and rather aggressive, ex-Royal Marine Commando] English teacher who was mad keen on old-fashioned English – he used ‘straightway’ a lot, along with ‘kinema’ for ‘cinema’, and other bizarre oddities – yes, dear reader he was bonkers. But I sort of like ‘straightway’, for some reason I can’t quite explain.)

What a gorgeous piece of work this is; it certainly puts my pathetic arty attempts at spatter painting to shame.
Just look at those meandering rivulets! I always like meandering rivulets, don’t you? These almost remind one of lightning bolts striking down from the thundercloud – pity they are yellow, well not a pity at all, they look quite vibrant against the grey of the bin – and above in the cloud they almost generate a hint, or perhaps a hue, heading towards a sulky green.
This work must have taken at least five seconds to execute. See how the descending slop covers and nicely subverts the stiff official lettering of the local council, (is this a political statement?) and of course it half covers that nasty modern oblong version of the 15th c. heraldic arms of the city (Azure Three Ducal Coronets in Pale Or) – it’s not even a proper shaped bloody shield!…
I thought at first this was just another bit of bad spray paint graffiti displaying some ne’er-do-well twerp’s tag, but no, it is actually the number of the house to which the bin belongs; once you spot it it is quite clear – 269. Yes, the council says that we should paint our house numbers onto our bins – so, no outrage going on here… In fact I think it is quite beautiful…

About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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3 Responses to This is not art. No. 29…

  1. Sharon Mann says:

    Another masterpiece! I do like the transparency of the paint and the drips.

  2. john says:

    Sham 69 (two) – very disillusioned urban punk protest revisited. I think straightaway is much more straightaway than the hesitant oxymoron that is straight-away.

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