These are fantasy notebook covers.
The text is all filched from my notebooks, appointments, colour specs etc. I loved Basquiat’s early Warhol collaborations. But what did Andy think when he saw a nice logo he’d drawn covered in hip street language? “Er, very nice…you’ve actually drawn over everything… But. That’s. Fine.” They look nice as T-shirts as well. What’s the point of wearing a T-shirt everybody understands?
I sketched Sun Ra on the iPad and then put him in a burning desert landscape. It suits him very well. He used to wear a lot of remarkable headgear as a signifier of his special status as an other-wordly being. Naturally the best of all these was this pharoah number. He’s surrounded by scribbles that look like nonsense but are genuine bits of salvage from my work diaries. Work. So called.
Printed on heavy 315gsm etching paper.
Signed by the artist.
Frame not supplied.