Let me examine this: I have an ology in this stuff
I like blue face's pissed off expression, reminds me of a certain person's hypoxia when yet another person comes along and says "I like my [brand of speakers that the certain person does not like]", the one in the front seat would be the rest of whom are here for the ride. But whom is driving? Its almost surreal in its execution and yet has a turn of the century Parisienne feel about the way the bananas are haphazardly strewn with candour suggesting gay abandon and perhaps rude debauchery underneath a surfeit of bananas, the suggestively placed ladder-headed wotsit on top of the bananas is pure Daliesque self referential inadequacy of the artists' dysfunctional weenie. A meditation on impotence and yet I detect a wider social message about the lack of desire to work hard and crawl up the social ladder if the muddled classes could be bothered to get out of their state-supplied benefits chaise? Such seductive placement and erotic overtones of the tail and the leg-over screams "not from Swindon.".
"Draw me, draw me like one of your french banana ladders."
artist unknown, likely to be mid career Ponksy
Collage, iPad: stolen digital art with crayons, glue and dribble (from holding the crayons)
£67,890. I take bitcoins BTW.
If I you make it a round £68k I'll throw some glitter on it. Sure to be an investment at greater than the current rate of interest. You cannot lose
