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Showing posts with label Boris Johnson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Boris Johnson. Show all posts

Tuesday, 29 March 2016

I Think This Is An Appropriate Time To Re-post This Drawing.

His body language alone (apart from his incoherent answers) during the Treasury select Committee questions told you all you need to know about this man. Sitting back with your hands clasped behind your head just shows utter disdain for everybody in the room.
His constant flip-flopping over policy, his half-lies over Europe and his actual willingness to lie to the House over his extra-marital affairs should disqualify him from public office. And yet people think he's wonderful! And no I won't stop using exclamation marks!

Wednesday, 21 September 2011

Ooh, E's a Card, Innee?

Now he's dropped on to the floor,
Heading for the bedroom door.
(Boris the Spider - Keith Moon)


This was my entry for last month's Caricature Competition. What's that? Where have I been? Where haven't I been! Busy busy busy. Caught Doctor Faustus at the Globe (No, it's not a disease, madam.) Brill, really enjoyed it. Scary devils and everything. But, I'm not here to talk about that. We are here to discuss the piece of art-that-may-be-enlarged-by-clicking-on-it on your left.
Overall I'm very pleased with this. Eleven points in all and fifth out of eight entries. I had intended to present this piece of cutting edge political satire in colour, but I loaded the pencils into Photoshop using greyscale (Thick? Me? Errrrmm, yes) which meant that I couldn't  access the veritable rainbow of hues usually available to me. Still, never mind. Musn't grumble and all that.
Why is he carrying a cudgel behind his back? Because, and this is just my personal opinion, I believe that behind all his 'I'm just a bluff old duffer who just seemed to blunder into extra-marital affairs and sack Metropolian Police Commissioners' face is a cunning, knowing, upper-echelon thug who knows exactly what he is doing and knows precisely why the word piccaninny is so deeply offensive.
Coo, a bit heavy this week, eh?
I didn't have time to enter this week's Caption Competition, which was a shame. I had an idea ready to draw up which I am absolutely sure would have won first place. Still, it wasn't to be. Perhaps I should draw it up anyway and post it here. Yeah, maybe I'll do that. Just a bit of fun. It involves Gangsters and cement. Intrigued? Well, don' get too nosey if ya wanna stay healthy.