So, for the past week and a bit, I’ve been painting the Have a Banana fruit stall (or at least, trying to in between rain showers and actually working there!)
Hopefully it’ll be finished this week, and I can finally upload photos f the finalised product! It’s so nice working on a ‘canvas,’ this big :)

So, for the past week and a bit, I’ve been painting the Have a Banana fruit stall (or at least, trying to in between rain showers and actually working there!)

Hopefully it’ll be finished this week, and I can finally upload photos f the finalised product! It’s so nice working on a ‘canvas,’ this big :)

Ethical conundrums and commission work:

Over the past year, I’ve been lucky enough to have designed a fair few posters for various events around the UK. House shows for friendly groups of like-minded punks with DIY ethic, spoken word showcases for people keeping the spirit of the beat generation alive, and occasionally, the odd lecture. It makes for wonderfully varied and exciting work.
Furthermore, as a visual artist, I often feel marooned at my desk and laptop; designing posters for other promoters and bands helps me feel part of a larger, more varied creative community.

A few weeks ago, work had ground to a halt. My inbox was empty, my Tumblr followers dried up, and I’d all but given up hope of progressing further as a freelance artist. However, someone I’d done artwork for in the past sent me a message asking for a poster for a lecture at Deansgate Waterstones with outspoken feminist writer, Julie Burchill, who would be speaking about her latest novel, The Unchosen.

Initially, I was overjoyed: “feminism? Writing? COMMISSION WORK?! Hooray!” However, my elation quickly soured as I read through her Wikipedia biography. After seeing quotation marks surrounding phrases like, "self-confessed Christian Zionist", and hearing how she spent the 80’s "writing articles favourable to Margaret Thatcher," it became clear this particular job was not for me.

However, how does one turn down a job based on personal ethics? Two years of Art College and Three years of university, I’ve not had one seminar which teaches the protocol for backing out. This is something you’re have to discover for yourself.

I’ll admit, my ethics are not quite as strong as they once were: a lapsed vegan diet and a steady stream of Sundays where I’ve stayed in bed rather than marching for human rights is evidence enough for my lethargic attempts at ‘Being Good.’
For many, like myself, Facebook, Tumblr, Twitter and the internet at large is the ground upon which we stage our daily virtual, virtuous battles. And you know what? That’s a pretty shitty state of affairs.

In the end, I told a white lie about being, “too busy,” (partly true) and “not wanting to rush through a piece or let anyone down.” In reality, the idea of having promotional work for a Philo-Semite, a “vociferous defender of Israel” in my portfoilo was something beyond contemplation. In addition, having been known to stoke the fires a little to fiercely in the past, polite fibs and and professional politic seemed the appropriate exit.

However, two days ago the Independent posted this"What did this lesbian rabbi do to make Julie Burchill mad?" For those of you unable to read the article at the present time, it discusses how Burchill joined the Brighton and Hove Progressive Synagogue, and later on wrote 23 pages of unspinnable Islamophobic and homophobic tripe in her book The Unchosen.*

After reading this piece, I ended up going on the Facebook event page to share the article, as I believe anyone going to the event should be aware of Julie Burchills vile, beligerent, lazy, racist, homophobic opinions.

However, I also don’t expect to get any further work. Fro this avenue at least.

May your feminism be intersectional, or may it be bullshit, Julie!

AND FREE PALESTINE!




*Everyone should read the article in question when the opportunity arises, as I will not repeat many of the direct quotations in this piece as it should be considered a separate piece to my own.

AWAY TO HOLLAND!

Been really lazy with Tumblr lately, and now I’m off to Holland for a week with James :)

See ya inna week (hopefully with lots of holiday sketches :))

Another Day Wasted Online

.. And I did a little ink drawing for Crywank’s rarities EP :)Listen here!

.. And I did a little ink drawing for Crywank’s rarities EP :)
Listen here!

Patch making day for Langdon Alger!

Patch making day for Langdon Alger!

Derivative Work

Derivative Work

"Bitchy Resting Face." Thanks x One Million.

"Bitchy Resting Face." Thanks x One Million.

How'd you get to where you are as an artist, Like did you start somewhere different and move on to painting? You have a really unique style that's realistic and odd at the same time :) Also, I love your art and think it's super cool! Stay rad!

Thankyou so much for your ask, I’m really sorry it’s taken a long time to get back to you, but wanted to write something worthwhile in response :)

I suppose there are a series of factors which got me to the point I’m at, as an artist. Stylistically speaking, my work has changed a great deal over the years - from only using fine liners and sharpies to draw animals playing guitars in my early teens, to creating more ‘realistic,’ looking portraits and trying to make pieces which discuss concepts such as gender, loneliness and femininity.

However, I certainly see a correlation between my younger self as an artist, and myself now: in the early ’00s, there was a lot of cutesy hand-drawn stuff going round in the indie/anti-folk scene. I lived in the middle of nowhere, and didn’t know many people who were involved in the DIY or AF scene.. So, I spent a lot of time reading through zines, looking at nice album artwork and finding posters online for shows that were happening on the other side of the world and try to copy my favourite images..

I even ended up making fake gig posters for ‘dream shows,’ featuring artists who’d never come to a tiny village in mid Wales* which would stay on the walls of my teenage bedroom for years, ‘til I left in 2009.

Nowadays, I actually get to do real posters for real shows that 15 year old me would be so excited for, and having them decorating my walls means a everything to me.

Stylistically, fine liners got too expensive, and the only art materials I had were paint sets from my childhood. That was literally the only reason I ever picked up a paintbrush. That was the catalyst. Money.

During my first year of university, I was flat broke because the student loans company forgot to pay me, so I lived off packets of trail mix and frozen peas and painted on the backs of envelopes. Gradually, I got better, and became more discerning about the quality and type of paint/brushes that I used. I still have a long way to go, but that’s okay, because I never even thought I’d get this far :)

Thankyou for this ask, I hope that answered your question - keep drawing! Phoebe xxx

*KIMYA DAWSON ACTUALLY DID THOUGH AND IT WAS POTENTIALLY THE MOST AWE INSPIRING MOMENT OF MY LIFE.

Giveaway!

9 followers ‘til I hit 1000! Finally! After years!

To celebrate this 'momentous' moment, a randomly selected person will be sent a parcel of prints, paintings, a long letter and maybe some stickers and stuff.

Being a freelance artist is really, really fucking hard - and despite the fact I’m visibly cringing.. Coming home from a long shift at my day job and seeing reblogs, new followers and getting asks means a lot and I’m sincerely grateful. I seriously appreciate everyones support (especially when I’m feeling down and unproductive, which happens fairly frequently).

Ideally, I’d like to start using Tumblr as a tool to connect with more creatives on here, and get the ball rolling with some collaborative projects, zine making, exhibitions etc. My feed is always so full of exciting, inspirational art from incredible people all over the world, and it propels me further (apart from the times when it makes me feel depressed and self-critical..)

So yeah! If you want some free art.. Get in touch!

Phoebe

The Weather is Always Shit When You’ve Got To Be Somewhere.

The Weather is Always Shit When You’ve Got To Be Somewhere.

I Was Going To Call This Piece, ‘Hug Your Friends,’ But Someone Said That The Long Titles I Give My Pieces Are Better, So I Caved.

I Was Going To Call This Piece, ‘Hug Your Friends,’ But Someone Said That The Long Titles I Give My Pieces Are Better, So I Caved.

I found the best ashtray today. My housemate has banned it from the living room.

I found the best ashtray today. My housemate has banned it from the living room.

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