• 29Aug

    Some paintings I’ve done over the last three weeks. They are all painted on bristol board unless otherwise stated. If you want to purchase any of them it is $150 unframed, or $250 with a glass picture frame. Prices on all other ones will be stated below. FUCK YAH…

    Send all purchase inquiries to hart@tawdryproductions.com

    EXCELSIOR FATHEAD.

    JACKIE ONASSIXXXX.

    MONGOLOIDS UNITE.

    MATING SEASON.

    MOVE IT SLAVE.

    FAYDRA.

    THE SCREAMING TWINZZ.

    YOU ARE MINE TO KILL.

    CANCER, YOU GOT IT. AKA. CHECK THAT TIT.

    POLIO.

    SPINA BIFIDA.

    WAYNEO.

    KLAUS KINSKI.

    LICE.

    YOKO.

    TOTO.

    STEVE’S E GO GO GO.

    WAYNE’S BROTHER RAY.

    THAT’S MOTHER FUCKING IRRELIVENT.

    ELEPHANT DICKS.

    THAT WILL BE MEOWTEEN DOLLARS AND A WOOF PLEASE.

    THE PROFESSOR.

    MEET YOUR NEW GYNOCOLOGIST.

    The following two paintings are on stretched canvas measuring 20 inches by 20 inches. $150 each.

    THE BISHOP.

    EGGS.

    The following three are on wood.

    ANATOMY OF A PYGMIE. $300.  4 and a half feet tall.  1.5 ft wide.  On Wood.

    BELLY RUB. $250.  4 and a half feet tall.  1.25 feet wide.  Chipboard.

    NO NECK TWO HEADS THREE BACKS. $500.  4.5 ft by 4.5 ft.  On wood.

  • 14Aug

    PANTHER PISS.

  • 14Aug

    I’ve been using my mothers digital camera the last couple of days. That’s all there is to it.

  • 05May

    I took a roll of film from my camera to the developing house. The film roll had been sitting in the camera for about six months. I had no idea what was on it. Excitement flowed as I waited, what insanity was in there. And then I got the pictures back, only about ten from the roll of 24 turned out. And for the most part they were shit. The lens was filthy and the pictures were mediocre. Now their scanned and I can start cutting and marking them up with pens and other things I suppose, or maybe just burn these pointless bitches and film their deserved death. For 8 dollars in developing, these slaves will learn to work one way or the other. It’s not about the money, it’s about my failure, though the developer is a suspect in my mediocrity. Those fourteen black undeveloped squares are filled with magic, I just know it. But fuck it, I’ll tap in yet, Forward with knives and glue. It’s the only way. MEhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..

    THIS IS MY FUCKING LIFE?

    THE COLOR OF THE ENEMY.  THE SALMON DISGUISE.

    GOD IS BLACK, HE CUM’S BRIGHT, HE CUM’S WHITE ON THE CHURCH.  GOD IS DEAD.  THE CREATION OF LIFE GOES ON IN THE DARK OF THE NIGHT.

    I GIVE YOU CANCER!

    THE NEON ICON.

    A CRASH COURSE IN BEING A PIECE OF BLUE SHIT.

    WHEN THE UNIVERSE LOOKS BACK AT YOU, YOU HAVE AS MANY ANSWERS FOR IT AS IT HAS FOR YOU.

    MARY RUN’S THE MILK SHIP.

    THE LORD HAS AN AUDI JOKE THAT I CAN’T REMEMBER.

    JOHN DEERE WAS THE BEST GARBAGE MAN IN TOWN, BUT HIS WIFE WENT BUCK WHEN HE FUCKED THE FOX AND LET IT STEAL THE DOE, DOUGH, DO-DO BIRD BRAIN MOTHER FUCKER LICK MY EGGGGGGGGGS!!!.

  • 07Mar

    Photos by David Kennedy from the set of Sickx Sickx Sickx.

  • 21Jan

    My parents just got two new cats. Brothers. Wild animals. I fought for them to be named Mickey and Panther. Panther was the one with the white paws. The scum wouldnt do it. I think they went with Doc Holiday and Johnny Ringo. At leasts its not Monica and Chandler. Ringo still sounds too close to a beatle. Makes my stomach turn. But when I was younger I did love tombstone, and Doc holiday was my favorite. That old drunk has white paws now.

    When I was in Toronto everyone in my house was in bed by eleven and I didnt usually go to bed until seven am, we spent a lot of time together, me and the cats. I want to cat nap them. Cat nip em. WHERES MY TELEPORTERRRRRR. I miss you Mickey and Panther, and now your destined to come out dull by association. Sorry boys, Life is hell.

  • 07Dec

    Was in toronto, these photos of a young me and some other creeps were laying around. SO I FAWKING SCANNED THEM.

  • 17Sep

    Driving in to toronto with gordie today for his show friday. A Photography show. I wrote a sprawling review on it last night, deep in the drink. I’ve seen the show here in montreal already. Anyway, the review was good and entertaing, but its easier to just say its some beautiful work, large images of decent nude woman and medium sized dinks surrounded by strange bright and pastel exposures that they wear like royalty.  And it has a great name.

    7-11 Friday, sponsored by boris, which means free disaster grenades. Details are in the flyer below.

  • 07Sep

    CRAPPYTAXIDERMY.COM

    This site is great. Here are some of my favorites. (I kind of went a little over board. I now call this an online magazine. Its title is CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT 6 6 6 6 6 6.

    “WHO YOU CALLING A QUACK.”

    “WHATS WRONG WITH YOUR BUDDY.” “WASTED.”

    “GET ME ANOTHER FUCKING BEER MARTHA……you gotta slow down frank, your going to get hooked…..JUST GET THE FUCKING BEER.”

    EXCUSE ME, HOW DO YOU GET TO THE PINE CASTLE…..its through the woods…..THANK YOU…….But you cannot go, the woods are filled with monsters……DONT WORRY, IM A WIZARD.”

    “HEY MAN, GOT A SMOKE?”

    COP PARTY.

    THE FLASHER.

    (WATCHING AN EPISODE OF FRIENDS.)

    Lead singer of the band THE LIVER LIPS.

    Click below to listen to their hit number one song.

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    THE LIVER LIPS - GLOW WORM.

    (Lyrics.)

    A dragon fly
    A lightning bug
    im going to eat you
    ooh baby i need you

    glow worms
    Im eating glow worms
    Im a fucking toad
    ……..
    fuck you

    Im a fucking toad

    a horse fly pie
    a crepes suzette
    a horse fly pie
    a crepes suzette

    im a fucking toad
    …………
    fuck you

    im a fucking toad
    ……….
    fuck you

    eating glow worms
    im a fucking toad

    oh im a fucking toad
    a real bad news
    mother fucking toad

    Oh lord, you know im the best damn toad
    there ever was, there ever will be
    why dont you listen to my toad howl.
    mehhhhhhhhhhhhhh

    Im a fucking toad
    fuck you
    fuck you
    pretty baby fuck you

    glow worms
    im eating glow worms

    well im a toad
    such a beautiful toad
    well im a toad
    such a beautiful toad

    toad.

    this is my toad howl.
    mehhhhhhh.

    THE PROFESSOR.

    THE CROSS DRESSER.

    “My people. I speak the voice of the lord. He came to me in a dream. He was a chain smoker and a pervert. My people, our lord is a sex fiend. He told me, quite rudely, he yelled. Hey preacher, IM A FUCKING SEX FIEND. Hes a very rude man. But my people, he told me many other things. Beautiful, beautiful things, with terrible horrible words.”

    HARTLESS.

    “I need a haircut. Im only eight years old, If I dont get the child rate im going to lose it.”

    “WHAT. THE. FUCK. ARE YOU LOOKING AT.”

    (In the accent of someone who would wear a monocle.) “Readee foooor tha parteeee.”

    “LETS GO FISHING BABE.”

    SUICIDE NOTE.

    Whats the pint point.

    Im a horrible lover, a horrible friend. My back bone is a limp noodle. I wish i was fearless and valiant. And not the wretched coward i have become. I belong in a stew with hitlers balls. I should be hung and skinned. My fur used to pad the seat of an electric chair. The preacher burgled my butt when i was a care free funny bunny. But this isnt why I choose death. I just want the world to know. I cant blame him anymore. Im through blaming people. Im simply through. Goodbye.

    sincerely. Alpo.

    PARTY TOWN.

    “Steve, I’m going to be late. My dinosaurs a fucking idiiot.”

    “DEAL WITH IT.”

    “This is the best day ever!”

    “If i’ve told you once, i’ve told you a million times. You put the ham in the fridge. Its so simple. Now its gone bad. What are we going to have for dinner now, huh. Im really dissapointed in you Ralph, your better then this. You know, just forget it, get ready. Transformers two starts in half an hour. We’ll talk about this later…….Megan hot box fox. Really, thats real mature Ralph. Your ridiculous. Now lets get going ya stinkin dolt.”

    HAPPY KAT.

    “I’ve made a huge mistake.”

    “I AM FROM THE FUTURE……..wow, what is the future liiike……ITS NUTS.”

    “Lets go kick some queer ass.”

    “Tom cat pats dick is this big. SOFT. I swear its ridiculous, its like a second tale.”

    “oh shit.”

    “I drank way to much last night, barfed at the flying lincoln bar and passed out in a puddle of acid. I gotta lay off the bourbon. Im curbin my bourbon intake. Im curbin my bourbon. It has to be done. I cant go to work like this. The boss gets mad when i wear a hat for chrissakes. Hes gonna freak on me.”

    THE CREEP. “Hey babe, You remind me of my mom. Shes dead. Your like her cremation. DAMN HOT. What do you say you and me go back to your place and you suck me off?”

    “No one understands me.”

    The bassist for THE LIVER LIPS.”

    “I am a celebrity on my planet. It never seemed weird back home, having my sex organ on my face. Having my special place be where i speak, urinate and procreate. But now, being here on earth I am over come with shame. It is a sensitive region, my lips. Some look at it with disgust, and I am to scared to imagine what the look in others eyes is. At home when i whistled a thousand people bowed. Now i drink whiskey and sit alone with my tube of chapstick and dreams.”

    The evolution of fashion is a slow process.

    SPACE COON 3. In a time when the world was ravaged with chaos, anarchy and madness. The earth resembled a large trash dump. The certain end was imminent. Until a group of space coons came to make order. This fall the space coon will rise. COMING NOVEMBER 2010.

    “I’ll have one gangster burger, with thug sauce and extra g’z. Two wobbly grinches. A slammin salmon ham. And can I get extra raprika on that sam ham. Also a xxxl order of ghost milk. Im very messy, Throw some rapkins in please. Make it super duper, and you know what, double that order. As shakespeare once said, im fucking starving.”

    POPE. CHICKEN GRAB ALBUM DROPPING NEXT SPRING.

    (lyrics by pope.)

    I Grab a chicken
    right off the farm
    aint eating grass
    im doing mother fucking harm

    I drive a fast car
    with nice rims
    nice wing
    bitch get in

    im gonna eat you
    all night long
    throw your lips
    in captain toads pond

    Tell your sister
    shes next
    I eat thighs
    and big breasts

    Im on a chicken grab
    Im on a chicken grab
    On a mother mother fucking
    chicken chicken grab
    Im on a chicken grab
    Im on a chicken grab

    Im in a field of wheat
    binoculars
    boner standing ten feet
    staring
    at the flock
    gonna eat you all
    and rub my cock

    just thinking about it
    makes me hard
    im on a chicken grab
    in your back yard

    Im on a chicken grab
    Im on a chicken grab
    On a mother mother fucking
    chicken chicken grab
    Im on a chicken grab
    Im on a chicken grab

    Fucking bird
    Im flyer then you
    Oh nigga word
    heres the chicken grab rules

    One
    Find a chicken.
    two
    Grab the bitch and
    three
    You Fucking feed.

    Chicken chicken
    buck buck
    chicken chicken
    buck buck

    you fucking fowl
    your fucking mother
    was a clucker
    dirty bird
    dirty bird
    dirty bird

    Im on a chicken grab
    Im on a chicken grab
    On a mother mother fucking
    chicken chicken grab
    Im on a chicken grab
    Im on a chicken grab.

    “Mommy isnt coming home is she?”

    “I hope im not late.”

    “Lets talk about our childhoods.”

    “You aint shit.”

    “she left me. The bitch.”

    “you fucking brat, i got scoleosis……….oh bear, why must you be such a bother……a bother, your breaking my fucking back………bear, what kind of language is that……….I hate you, I hate your fucking accent, I hate your dumb hair. And most of all, I hate, how much I love you………enough talk, lets mozy bear, Chapters closes soon, I need that book on frogs.”

    “Yo guy, lets get to the mac store.”

    “My favorite band is bat brains.”

    “I fucking hate traffic jams. Im going to be late as shit for the boogie.”

    “buhhhh, eye wuz wundering. Buhhh how mush thiz hammock will kost. I buhhhh, eye, eye, oh geez, excuse my stutter. As eye, eye, eye was zaying. I need 2 purchiss thiz hammock. my new years resolution was to lay more. buhhhh, the hammock is quintessential to thiz. buhhhhh.”

    RACHEL DOVE DOHVERMINT.

    “Does this dress make me look fat?………reality makes you look fat. Your a damned elephant. I just wish you had some tusks. A little ivory might make you worth half a damn……….stop it gandalf……….you want me to stop it, in all my years of wizardry i have never seen a trick so massive. your shits must look like an african village……stop it gandalf, just stop it, your drunk……yah im drunk, so what, you fat bitch…..boo hoo, boo hoo………..your going to have to cry a fucking ocean to lose any of that weight………Why are you doing this…….get me another beer, you need the exercise…….god gandalf, your so mean, why are you doing this……JUST GET THE FUCKING BEER….(You can hear rachel dove dohvermint walking to the fridge to get a beer, quietly crying.) (gandalf under his breath, to himself in a slight chuckle.) Never fails, works every time, just like magic.

    “I dont trust sylvester stallone for a minute. Hes full of trickery. Hes very weasley.”

    “This blow is fucking excellent.”

    HUGE FART.

    You never know what will happen after smoking anger powder.

    “I am filled with demons and hamburger.”

    LiSTENING TO THE BEATLES.

    THE MAYOR OF TROUTOPIA.

    Dance party, do the taxiderm worm baby.

    “Oh yahh, that feels so fucking good…….you like when i grab your pussy dont you…..ooooh yah daddy, oooh, right there……oh fuck yah, you feel so fucking good……..oh fuck come on fuck me me with your hairy dick…..ooooooh baby, im pitching a crazy tent…….come pitch it in me……Im going to pitch a fucking fast ball baby……….oooh, make it slow, throw a curve ball………oooooh fuck yah, im gonna throw a fucking screw ball……..oooooh, yah, thats what i like……….OH god, what the fuck, YOU farted…………im sorry……. ahhh hell, that smells like shit……..ohhh im so sorry big daddy, i didnt mean to, dont stop……nope, im done, thats fucking it, thats disgusting, it smells like rotten berries. Im leaving, this is the grossest fucking thing ever, you should be ashamed……wait please, please dont go………….”

    “The trouble with dogs is they have no class. Watching a doberman pincher eat is a travesty. I swear sometimes I think the beasts are from another planet…….here here, agreed, agreed…….anyways, what were you saying again Blanche………I was just saying how great cat stevens is, i got these new speakers, its like listening to everything for the first time again, Its all in the sub woofers……..woofers, did you say woofers. How dare you, you get that dog speak OUT OF MY HOUSE, RIGHT NOW. THIS DINNER IS OVER. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME. OVER.”

    “I LIKE GLOO.”

    “buhhh, Cats dont like me very much. Buhhhh.”

    “I feel ridiculous.”

  • 05Sep

    Da-rell Smith of STUDIO SKATEBOARD fame turns 26 today. I found these old images i made for him a few years back. He was working on graphics, I said let me try and do something. o.k. he said. I got drunk the next night and made these, they arent all finished. I showed him, they quickly got the axe. He wanted something for shirts, these would never work.

    I remember once many years ago, back in london at his township. He had a party. Everyone fell asleep way to early so i sprayed the sleepers rooms with raid. one guy freaked out, he crashed into a tree on skis and went into a coma a year later. Pussy. Thats what you get. Now this weekend of 2009 one of the girls who got the raid drops is in town. Even after all that raid I still bugged everyone.

    How do you like that joke. I extend kindness always you see.

    After years we became good friends and i did end up doing a series of graphics with darrell. Go to the site, drape yourself in studio.

    (click to open larger images in a new window.)