This fella invited me over and wants to let me in
oil on canvas
signed on back, ready to hang
101.6x101.6x3.7cm
”This fella invited me over and wants to let me in, yet I knock and I can’t get in. There’s half empty bookshelves and pottery, aristocratic snobbery and paintings of fellas holding their big johnnys. Colour changing light bulbs and knock off persian rugs. Vistaprint photo copied mugs and Snapchats framed of twinks in showers looking like they’re having fun. Dust on the skirting and a cat that doesn’t like me purring. He takes me to his room which is so small the only place to sit is the bed. So I just stand, he lounges comfortably, trying some subconscious communicating to join him. I’ll keep standing for the time being, how about that drink. You offer to cook, but I got issues with food I know I’ll just poke at it and look.”
oil on canvas
signed on back, ready to hang
101.6x101.6x3.7cm
”This fella invited me over and wants to let me in, yet I knock and I can’t get in. There’s half empty bookshelves and pottery, aristocratic snobbery and paintings of fellas holding their big johnnys. Colour changing light bulbs and knock off persian rugs. Vistaprint photo copied mugs and Snapchats framed of twinks in showers looking like they’re having fun. Dust on the skirting and a cat that doesn’t like me purring. He takes me to his room which is so small the only place to sit is the bed. So I just stand, he lounges comfortably, trying some subconscious communicating to join him. I’ll keep standing for the time being, how about that drink. You offer to cook, but I got issues with food I know I’ll just poke at it and look.”
oil on canvas
signed on back, ready to hang
101.6x101.6x3.7cm
”This fella invited me over and wants to let me in, yet I knock and I can’t get in. There’s half empty bookshelves and pottery, aristocratic snobbery and paintings of fellas holding their big johnnys. Colour changing light bulbs and knock off persian rugs. Vistaprint photo copied mugs and Snapchats framed of twinks in showers looking like they’re having fun. Dust on the skirting and a cat that doesn’t like me purring. He takes me to his room which is so small the only place to sit is the bed. So I just stand, he lounges comfortably, trying some subconscious communicating to join him. I’ll keep standing for the time being, how about that drink. You offer to cook, but I got issues with food I know I’ll just poke at it and look.”