Drunk
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A good friend in my favourite bar in London. Iceland / Belgium / Italy / France / Hungary / Spain / Sri Lanka / USA / London / Portraits / Other
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It’s been proven again and again and again and again
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this one’s for Fee…. / (NOT free) My sister Fee requested this design… / so sober or not…. / here it is….. / cheers!
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I drew a series of “Drunk Fruit” recently, thought the kids would get a laugh from these ones! I currently have the whole fruit group on a tee but please let me know if you would like this one on his own, I’d be more then happy to upload it :) Colour pencil.
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He likes his smoke and loves his drink.
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Taken in Northern Wisconsin
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(Updated Version) Photography and photo manipulation. / Created for “Saint Patricks Day” © Maria Murphy Photography 2010 HAPPY SAINT PATRICKS DAY /
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Have you ever feel yourself like this? P.S. If anyone interested to get this illustration in another color please don’t hesitate to ask me:) Featured in the Group LMAO ART – Your funniest work May 15, 2009 Buy Matching Mug: / Or Matching Cap: / / More T-Shirts: /
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Well, most of us have enjoyed a night of tequila…...but not the hangover the next day….lol / Couldn’t put this up without this / Have a dance – you know you want to….....
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The Friends…
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A glass of red wine by the fire.
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Dawn’s website / /
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Yes, Yes, I know this is the laziest shirt I’ve ever done but I love these words so much!!! Take “Fruit Cup” for example. I can literally say this word repeatedly for half an hour. It makes me giggle and the more I say it, the harder it is to say right (I mean, for chrissakes, how grammatically correct is it to put an “R” after an “F”) and then I get into this whole introspective analysis of how I, as a child, was able to mimic my mother making this peculiar sound and that evolves into the study of the words following such as “Noodle” (Noooooooooodle) (This can also be replicated upon the word “Strudel”(Strooooooooodle), then I spontaneously combust from the excessive propulsion of the protons and neutrons residing in my understimulated cranium. Yes, today has been a rough day at work.
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Monsar. A series of Aussie slang inspired T-Shirts. I know half the world thinks we have weird sayings, I don’t deny it, I embrace it :-)
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...and Rudolph’s been smokin somethin! for the t-shirt revolution challenge /
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connecting people :)
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Another image for my photography final “Fragmented Self Image”. I suppose you could say I had a problem with alcohol. Not so much that I was an alcoholic, but I did depend on alcohol for a while as it helped me forget how I felt about myself and who I was. / During the time I was dealing with my poor self-esteem and eating disorder I felt empty, unwanted, unattractive and unexciting. I would often go out, get drunk and do stupid things that would make me feel attractive and wanted, even if it was just for a brief moment. I’d always feel terrible the next day, but I continued to do it for the sake of feeling attractive just for one night. I never did anything too drastic such as sleeping with many guys, but the things I did still made me feel ashamed later and granted me a negative image. I took several shots of this set up, with myself in different positions on the couch and put them together on photoshop. Thanks to Alan for letting me use his empty bottles and living room for this shoot!
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Large flocks of Waxwings descend on a single tree in the spring and pick the berries clean. I have read that Waxwings can become drunk eating too many of these berries. Well….. at least I have evidence of that. Next spring I promise a photo of the dignified, sober Bohemian Waxwing…..
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DSC F717 photo, photoshop enhanced. / / “FEATURED IN THE FREEDOM IN WORDS GROUP” Hey Bartender, Bring Over A Bottle of Gin / (World in a Bottle) Blamo’s Title / RoyAllenHunt © May 14, 2009 Hey bartender, bring over a bottle of gin / Don’t stop pouring til you hear me say when / Please help me to forget before that bottle is all done in I can remember going from the East to the Westside / hanging out at parties and all those low dives / sweet sax music and shooting the jive / Dancing under blue lights all night / Til the barkeep yelled “last call” / I remember being the last one’s standing at all / We’d head home so that we could be alone / In our room we’d get our love makin on / Smoking our favorite high / gettin sexy with our hands and our eyes / Another sip of gin it would end / with satisfied sighs. Hey bartender, bring over a bottle of gin / Don’t stop pouring til you hear me say when / Please help me to forget before that bottle is all done in Bring down the curtain on that play in my mind / with you gone it’s for certain there’ll be no more good times. / I don’t know why they had to end / But I do know you’re the reason for the condition that I’m in. So, hey bartender bring over another bottle of gin / Don’t stop pouring until you hear me say when / Won’t you please help me to forget before that bottle and me are all done in. Won’t you please help me to forget before that bottle and me are all done in. / /
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2009 Acrylic on 140 lb. watercolour paper 24×30” / From Native American series The Dismantling of The Native was Featured in / First Things Group 29 Nov 09 When I was a young boy living on the open range with my grandparents in Montana, my grandpapa would always take me to the trading post just outside of town. / There were always men, with dark reddish skin with tall hats with feathers in them with their hand always sticking out to us as we would walk into the store. My grandpapa was a tough old cuss, as he had fought in the Mexican Revolution, starting at the age of 14. He would always tell me….. show no fear to these people but always show them honor and respect for this land used to be theirs, I never knew what he meant then. / But on the way out he would always hand them money and tabacco…....I remember he always carried a loaded colt .44 in his belt under his coat. and would sleep with it under his pillow. / As I painted this painting it brought back memories of him and those long ago and far away days in Montana, as he has being gone for 30 years now. My Grandmama (you remember her she loves Wild Roses) went the same year not too long after he left us. although sometimes I tell you I can feel his presence strange like that.
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That’s right folks. I just had three shots of Hennigans and I don’t smell. Say you got a big job interview, and you’re a little nervous. Well throw back a couple shots of Hennigans and you’ll be as loose as a goose and ready to roll in no time.
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digital photo, modified with gimp & photo shop.
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