dready art ‘what now my lily’ – 16×16 original on paper

i met a woman … but this is the modern world, so i met her on the internet … and she’s funny and her tweets makes me smile …

and she’s getting married, and her husband’s name is mad awesome …

so, she said ‘do me a piece of dready art with an ‘album’ in it’ …

once upon a time, my peoples, there were things called albums, records, look them up: they were cool and had artwork on their covers and shit … amazing, you played them, they had music on them … you played them on a record player …

and your record player mighta been a marantz!

and when i was a yute one of mummy’s favourite albums, at home, and at Goshen, was Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass, ‘what now my love’ … it would play on the stereo in that little room that had once been the great house’s entrance; it would echo through the dining room to find us by the darts board, in the living room, out by the badminton court …

and the album cover looks like them, like her and the doood with the mad awesome name … well, I mean, if you give him a beard and give her a cigarette it looks like them …

and it’s cool and very ‘of that time when there were albums’.

and there’s a dready in the dready, as if it’s art on the wall, and there’s a story behind it: there was a show and I did art for that show; it was at the national gallery, local artists interpretations of goya’s caprichos … my capricho, #57, was called ‘la filacion’/’the lineage’ and was a treatise on  people of different backgrounds getting married, and i illustrated that with two very different styles of ‘dready’ together, obviously a couple, one fully formed, one a stick figure, looking on at the Goya in a gallery …

so that’s it … a kinda their story in my story kinda thing and i like it …

(and i’ve used the oxford comma)

peace and love