The Worst Of Times

One thing that turned me on to Shahns stuff was a book I found of his photographed, and seeing the abstractions he'd made from the original image.

Ben Shahn

Remind me of the chaps that have set up shop on my road.

oil slicked black hair dripping gold on to Lacoste tracksuits RAF style jackets fila crepes smart casual dodgy dabblings. One started trying to dance with me once when I was on the way back from the shop with a pint of milk. Hope he was just after my wallet.