Criminal
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Okay so this has probably been done a thousand times, but I havent seen one yet. / Blood, the sign of that popluar gang: The “Blood’s”
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As your hand rubs at your throat as if it were your own neck sliced so cruelly, you have a momentary calm come over you. After all, this must be a dream, right? First you find Sylvia, bound and hung from a tree, then Dr. Feels bludgeoned to death in the Chapel, and now you walk into your guest bedroom and find Lillian, bled out and lifeless on the floor. What is this horrible island? you want to scream, but know that no one would hear you in such a large house. / After having found Sylvia, you told Rudy, her son, of the horrible scene… on return from investigating it, however, he harshly berated you for playing such a horrible prank. “There is no one out there.” He said coldly. “Mother is most likely in her bedroom asleep by now… why don’t you be a good girl and run along to bed too?” The last of the sentence had an edge to it which made it clear to you that he was not to be bothered any more. / You had almost managed to convince yourself you HAD seen nothing, until an hour later when, hoping to find solace in the chapel, you instead found the blood smeared body of the good doctor propped up on one of the front pews, a heavy religious icon on the floor at his feet. This time you had run to find Lillian, but you couldn’t locate her anywhere. You ran to the bathroom and dry heaved for a few minutes, composed yourself, and returned to the guest-room you shared with your best friend. / That is, you once shared with your best friend. Now her lifeless body lay prostrate before you. Suddenly, strangely, you note that more than fear or sadness, you’re curious… Lillian’s hair had always been a short, dark bob… but now she was wearing it very long and blond, unlike anyone you had seen in recent fashion. Lillian had never mentioned she wore a wig… but why hide it? Why wear a wig to begin with? / This nightmare on the island was growing only more and more baffling (not to mention dangerous)... you wipe your brow and step out of the room to think. The next move you make may be your very last…
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This is a forty-four year old picture of me in an actual police lineup. At the risk of disappointing anybody, I am not the criminal here; I was employed by the police department when they arrested two scam artists caught trying to flee the area with some little old lady’s life savings. Four female employees were rounded up to stand in the lineup. Despite putting on as guilty a look as I could manage, the victim correctly identified the two desperados. / /
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This photo was taken during a 4WD trip to the now derelict and deserted high security prison for the mentally insane at Morisset NSW. I found this trip very sobering and distressing – not at how the prisoners were housed but the fact that this very important part of Australian criminal/medical history should have been allowed to be destroyed by those who do not give thought to preserving institutions of historical importance. /
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So, I’ve just dropped the GF off at work and as I’m heading home I find this disused garage. The doors are broken and I take a look inside the old workshop. Hmmm nothing here but an old busted up arcade game with its chair… so I grab my trusty camera and my monopod and set the chair up in the middle of the workshop. Now apart from the hole in the roof and the light from the door its dark in here, so I set the timer on the camera to 20 secs so as to avoid any camera shake. I took a few pics and then thought I’d have a smoke and a think about what else I could do with this place. So I switched the camera off (or so I thought, I’d actually pressed the shutter button instead) and sat down to think about the hole in the roof and the light coming through it… Click went the camera. So here’s the result… Me trespassing and smoking a cigarette in somebody’s workplace. Either way you look at it I’m now a criminal an I’m just waiting for the knock at the door!
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24” x 36” acrylic on canvas. Copyright Derek Shockey 2008. ”...things were disappearing / in my neighbourhood / once again somebody / was up to no good / i saw that you were wanted / but not like i wanted you / and that’s when i knew i had to be with you / and that’s when i knew if i didn’t i’d be through / to end my grief i’d have to catch a thief / your love was my relief my love is your release / i’d never give you up / so come in from the cold let your hair down / i’d hide you from the cops / don’t be frightened now my love / we’ll run away my dear / some place special have no fear / we’ll even change our names / we’ll be kinky, we’ll be strange / i’ll take the life of crime / all to make you mine…” - CHARLES/PATTON
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“Yakuza” written in katakana. Yakuza (ヤクザ), also known as gokudō (極道), are members of traditional organized crime groups in Japan, and also known as the “violence group”. Today, the Yakuza are among the largest crime organizations in the world. In Japan, as of 2005, there are some 86,300 known members. In Japanese legal terminology, yakuza organizations are referred to as bōryokudan, literally “violence groups”, which Yakuza members consider an insult as it can be applied to any violent criminal. The Burakumin (部落民) – about 70 percent of the members of Yamaguchi-gumi, the biggest yakuza syndicate in Japan – are a group that is socially discriminated in Japanese society. The burakumin are descendants of outcast communities of the feudal era, which mainly comprised those with occupations considered “tainted” with death or ritual impurity, such as executioners, undertakers or leather workers. They traditionally lived in their own secluded hamlets and ghettos. Discrimination against the Burakumin continues into the present day, a legacy of the Japanese feudal/caste system.
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I could tell this thing was getting serious. /
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noone will know who you are in this
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Vinyl
by Andrew MarkRecord Store in Toronto, ON.
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Ronald McDonald after business hours
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Caricature of a mob boss in his swanky pin-striped suit, machine gun in one hand and ordering you over with the other. It’s just not possible to say No! He’s just one in a series of characters perfect for a Murder Mystery dinner or party, or for anyone who loves whodunnits and criminal characters.
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Smokin McQueen / Snap tape is not a crime! Art direction / Photography / Post & Hair: Otilee / Model & Styling: Smokin McQueen / Makeup: Constance Bowles Charismatic ‘boylesque’ performer briefly over in from the US to perform with our local (Perth, Western Australia) burlesque troop ‘Sugar blue Burlesque’. Mr Smokin McQueen packed up his butt tassel pasties to put on his pout, stubb cigarettes out on his tongue and help chase my fluffy rogue ragdoll back into the house . ragdoll action shots sadly will not be included Keep an eye out for Smokin’s tour dates via his website: http://www.smokinmcqueen.com © Copyright Otilee 2009
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Acrylics on canvas.
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Michael Jackson Hollywood Walk-of-Fame Star
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Based on the black jacket Michael Jackson wore at the press conference launching the ‘This Is It’ final concert series.
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Michael Jackson – the Gates of Neverland
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Jackson 5 Brothers
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ABC Vintage Retro 70’s T-Shirt
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a t-shirt for my mum and sister, who are huge MJ fans. as am i, so my little tribute piece for the king of pop.
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Jackie & Tito & Jermaine & Marlon & Michael
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http://remusgrecu.wordpress.com/ 130cm x 115cm drawing pencil on paper, 2009
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Canon EOS 400D / Old Melbourne Gaol /
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