I am sure that I don’t need to make you aware of DJ AM’s recent passing. The world has lost a really positive person and a real talent as well as one of the best contemporary DJs. I am sure that there will be lots of bloggers making similar posts so all I will do it tell you to have a look at the Hundreds website for how much AM meant to sneaker, street and music culture.

Thanks AM.

Welcome to Glasgow. Before I continue this post all I can say is thank you to Joel’s aunt and uncle who put u up for a few days and kept us exceptionally well fed.

Speaking of food Joel’s aunt took us to Hamilton a few miles away from Glasgow where debatably the best ice cream in the world is made and even better than that it is made to your specific flavour. Double-Mint-Fudge Creamed Cookies now exists!!! An far too long it was.

Here is the result, they even put your ice cream in a tub and then into a paper bag, packaging at its best.

How ace are those braces that Joel (baby) is wearing…

Off to Ayr Beach

View from the shore

Sea Pumps

Now it would be very useless of me to describe how amazing the Edinburgh Military Tattoo was, as it was just simply a soul-warming experience. Things like this make you both extremely proud and sad. Sorry about the lack of images I was more interested in watching than taking photos unlike many of the people in front of me. Also apparently the Swiss army has an amazing sense of humour and can play the drums to an excellent level.

Good Night and let’s spend 4 hours driving back to Lancashire at 1.00am… ace!

Seb Burnett makes me smile lots with his drawings and now he has made them move. Oooh!

Just a quick update, I went to Liverpool today to see some chums and have a chat with Ash at Lost Art about skateboarding, clothes, chicken pitta breads and how he got into skating when I was 2-years-old… cripes. I also came home with lots of Lost Art goodies too. If you get the chance go pop in and buy the Herman Munster shirt by Kev Grey it’s amazing!!!

Also Happy Birthday for Friday Susie.

I first learnt about painting by René Magritte about 6 years ago whilst I was at college, but just recently whilst designing a few new shirts I have been thinking to myself just how things are perceived as an object when they actually are just an image or a representation of that image.

As I am a little bit sad and a bit of a geek, I decided to look into this a bit further. I am a massive fan of French philosopher Michel Foucault and he even named a book in 1973 after the painting “Ceci n’est pas une pipe.” It discussed how we as the people that engage with the media believe that what we see is real and this recognition of what is real makes it easier for the media to infiltrate our and influence our lives. Basically go and read it.

An example being with blogs we feel as if we know that person just because we see what is going on in their day to day lives. I love Bobby Hundreds and I think that he is one of the best bloggers in the world, but really it is impossible to know him and the brand (the Hundreds) as everything he displays is just a depiction of an image of an experience.

Another example is when people question “Why do you have a diamond on your t-shirt?” You don’t actually have a diamond on your t-shirt you have an image representing a diamond, not a precious stone. Try and explain that to your Grandma.

I am just in one of those moods and felt like educating you a little after the previous two posts. Anyways enjoy your Sunday and remember to smile, because whatever you go through it is just a representation of how people feel they need to react in a situation. Very odd, very odd.

Props to Ramone.

I have just been catching up on some reading just recently and as we all know I am a huge fan of phlegm and in his most recent issue of his comic, this depicts his ramblings and general ideas. I had no idea how much thought and painstaking detail went into his drawings ands paintwork.

Also I genuinely think that this is the best thing he has ever drawn.

This also came through the door for me and I have been informed that if I don’t want to look like this man I better go to Padiham and get waxed.

I don’t suppose I need to say anything about this.