Brilliant five-part documentary looking at the influences and components of Wes Anderson, one of my favourite filmmakers.
Illustration for ‘The Pirate Who Doesn’t Like Baths’, by Mark Grist. Pen, watercolour and gouache on paper, A3.
Illustration for 'The Pirate Who Doesn't Like Baths', by Mark Grist. Pen, watercolour and gouache on paper, A3.
Guy Larsen's blog: Films in the pipeline!
Work in progress. A3, ink (and soon to be watercolour) on paper.
This Is Bollocks
Written by my little bro on his English homework. Written, spelt wrong, crossed out, re-written. Brilliant. My phone background from now to forever.
Humpty Dumpty
It’s true what they say, about Humpty n’ all, He was there that day, he was on that wall, A suicide stat he’d intended to be, A sad reoccurrence When called Humpty Dumpty, But rather than SPLATTER down onto the court, It wasn’t as straightforward as poems have taught, Declassified documents from the CIA Disclose that Dumpty was carried away, By an eagle with questionable eagle-eyed sight, Who realising his error cakked out in fright, All the King’s men were covered in shit, And thinking it was Humpty tried to reassemble it, Dumpty was dropped to Eagle’s friend, Hen, Who promised she’d look after Humpty from then, She sat on his face for two weeks straight, Which Dumpty confessed was agreeably great In a diary far too explicit to see, Though a sextape is online apparently? One morn he woke up, Dazed and awakened, By a farmer, as Hen was brutally taken, The last he saw were her poor twitching legs, Before processing, pastying, and packaged for Gregg’s, As for our Humpers, he was taken himself, Incarcerated in a carton on a grocery shelf, Before realizing the real it was far too late – He’d ended up back on the Kingsmens’ plate!
By Guy Larsen (Illustrations to follow!)
Blog post: Laptop skins!
My good friend Kshitij Khanna just moved out to NY and kindly ordered my laptop skin from Society6 of 'Woodland Owl'. Feeling fairly elated it came out alright!
Buy one yourself and add +2 to Guy's mood: http://society6.com/GuyLarsen/Woodland-Owl_Laptop-Skin
Ogre
You kept us in check, alright. Hugged us With a thuggery unrivalled on our street. A bellow from the doorstep; you framing the fortress, Knuckling at dusters; rubbing spit upon faces; Tormenting the dishes. You were clatter, The business, and if one of us resisted, Your words had the power to Lift the spines from our backs. One afternoon, while you slept, I moved closer, Ran my fingers along the red scar in your side; The one that I’d made. Deep as the Earth’s crust, Still nowhere near deep enough to be the end of you.
'Ogre' Poem by Mark Grist. Illustration by Guy Larsen. You can see more of the very talented Mark here, and THE rap battle below:
NEW! iPhone/iPad cases in the shop!
Check out my work on iPhone/iPad cases and skins in the shop.
Bathtime
All Raymond's fingers were reddened and crinkly, Too long in the bath turned his kneecaps all wrinkly. If he'd listened to Mother, And not stayed all afternoon, He could have avoided turning into a prune.
"Bathtime" Pen, ink and watercolour on paper, 8cm x 8cm.
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Illustration 7/7 for “The Last Fairytale” by Atlas Theatre:
“Take heed of this, if nothing more, This tale is false but true, For flight won’t come to those of faith, But those who’s minds are true. For once upon a winter, In a kingdom made of clay, There lived a little clockwork bird, Who could not fly away.”
7 x 7 inches, ink on paper
Illustration 6/7 for “The Last Fairytale” by Atlas Theatre:
“The townsfolk passed that morning hence, On lanes of marbled rock, On one street where the tower stood, Lay parts, as from a clock. The gears were organs, oily blood, But no one knew the tale, The iron bird so cursed by fate, So aptly born to fail.”
7 x 7 inches, ink on paper
Illustration 5/7 for “The Last Fairytale” by Atlas Theatre:
“She took a leap, and spread them wide, And faith did prove her wise, Her sadness ended there that night, Though in her swift demise.”
7 x 7 inches, ink on paper
Illustration 4/7 for “The Last Fairytale” by Atlas Theatre:
“Thus, feeling spurned, unloved and low, At nature's wicked jest, She climbed a tower's peak by night To set her wings a test”
7 x 7 inches, ink on paper
Illustration 3/7 for “The Last Fairytale” by Atlas Theatre:
“Her wings were made of tin you see, Her beak, an iron curl, A hiss of steam is all it took, To make her wings unfurl."
7 x 7 inches, ink on paper
Illustration 2/7 for “The Last Fairytale” by Atlas Theatre:
"There lived a little clockwork bird, Who could not fly away."
7 x 7 inches, ink on paper