I went to a birthday party the other day and this dready was on the wall over an elegant antique mahogany sideboard … when I was a boy there was a similar sideboard in the house, with similar decanters of rum and scotch and gin; their sterling silver labels like chains around sweet bwoy’s neck. Seeing the dready there on that wall, above that sideboard gave it a sense of place in my mind. Dready would like it there.
I did a series like this, (dare I say I went through a period … though short lived if I recall) a very minimalist yet ‘evolved’ style of a revisiting of some of the very early dreadys … but you know, with the characters progressed, matured …
much like me.
It’s not the first time dready’s been through a period of ‘sameness’; I did a series with a large window in an otherwise cream space (art chick and lawyer boy: the red headed artist: are two that I remember.) and right now I’m in a bit of a blue sky with cloud phase …
The idea of this piece was to show the lives of the owner and of dready; the baller, the working man, the sweet bwoy … dready likes to dance, I like to dance … back to the old motto; live, love, life!
take your shirt off and dance!
Dready art is a 100% caribbean product: it was imagined here, designed here, tested here – in barbados, bvi, cayman, grenada and jamaica – we live here and are from here, our children were born here, I draw it here (mostly, cause sometimes I draw it when I’m traveling!). So despite what has become the kind of global reach of dready art we try to think of ourselves as a little caribbean company just doing our thing.