Pencil, paper and paint. Pretty traditional media there.
Some arrogant West-Coast rapper from the 90's. With a mullet.
Does anyone recognise him ? Ice something or other.
Tuesday, 17 February 2009
West Coast
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Wednesday, 11 February 2009
Father and child.
Ink pen, brush and water. 1990.
Kinda looks like the East-African father of a future United States President, but I do tend to let my imagination run away with me.
(In 1990, when I did this, Obama was editor of the Harvard Law Review. I'd never heard of the guy - but then, neither had you.)
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Friday, 6 February 2009
Tuesday, 27 January 2009
Happy Devil.
Cheap wrapping paper, acrylics, diluted wood varnish.
Here's a devil I did way back when.
I've miraculously been sent some of my old stuff that I thought lost forever.
So I'll be posting some of it here.
Edit : it's Irvine Welsh. With Horns.
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Saturday, 21 June 2008
Tiger for Arthur
Cheap wax crayons on crappy printer paper.
Back by popular demand.
Well, Tom, if you must know.
When are you going to reactivate your own, excellent, blog, Tom ?
Anyroad, this is a tiger I drew to amuse a ketje.
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Monday, 17 December 2007
Noël, Noël.
Pencil, paper, coffee
Noël Coward, looking fabulous.
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Saturday, 15 December 2007
Tuesday, 11 December 2007
Wednesday, 5 December 2007
Ugly
Pentel, felt-tip pen, another beer-coaster.
"Ugly ? Beautiful ? Who can say ?"
If you say it in the manner of that ditzy secretary out of AbFab, it can be moderately comical.
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Monday, 3 December 2007
Scrumpy, saving the planet.
Pencil, pen, beercoaster.
One tree at a time. Or fox.
Note that the sign-staff is made of dead tree.
Boots are made of renewable roadkill, hand-stitched with biological hemp by-product from his friend, Dave.
Leather coat from Creutzfeldt-Jakob of Chelsea.
Jeans were found in a bin behind the Salvation Army.
Underwear is models own.
Hair by Phi-Phi Starchild, in that manky squat in Brighton.
Make-Up by BioKill Research and Development Laboratories, Cute Kittens Departement, Screaming Monkey Lane, Cambridge, UK.
Smoking accessory kindly provided by Dave.
© Copyright the Sunday High Times 199...umm...damn, what year are we again ??
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Saturday, 1 December 2007
Thursday, 29 November 2007
Naked Lady
Biro, some stupid magazineMaybe picures of naked ladies will improve my GoogleRank. Then again, maybe not...
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Monday, 26 November 2007
Saturday, 24 November 2007
Wednesday, 21 November 2007
Tuesday, 20 November 2007
Un Belge
Pencil,paper
Espece en voie de disparition ? Esperons que non.
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Sunday, 18 November 2007
Thursday, 15 November 2007
Wednesday, 14 November 2007
Tuesday, 13 November 2007
Another earless one
computer,mouse
I don't do ears, or hair, usually.
Think they're boring...
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Looking vaguely into the distance, wi'that L'Oreal "je le vaux bien" windswept look - it's a French philosopher !

Je sais pas, fiston, le ciel, il est bleu, c'est comme ca...

Daphne thinks this looks like Tippler. Not so sure myself.
