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Friend & Co open new space / Mudwig print release

Written by Jim Finucane / Graeme Brusby
Monday, 05 October 2009
After spending the last twelve months in ‘possibly the smallest gallery in the world’, Friend & Co have settled into their new, larger premises with a group show featuring some of Bristol’s best-loved names. The inaugural show at the Bristol-based gallery's new space included new and original work from Mr Jago, Will Barras, Xenz, Mudwig, and London’s alpha-graff master Eine. Meanwhile, Pictures On Walls have released two new limited edition screen prints with Bristol-based artist Mudwig. As always his contemporary grotesque collages continue to explore a uniquely twisted visual universe akin to few other artists. The typically idiosyncratic lithographic-style prints come in two colours over Giclee, and are available now via the Pictures On Walls website (click here). Read our interview with Mudwig below. Friend & Co's inagural show runs until Wednesday, November 18. Friend & Co: 24 Park Row, Bristol, BS1 5LJ www.friend-and-co.com Mudwig - The Email At 11:26, Graeme Brusby wrote: Hi Mudwig Here’s some Q&A for PIMP Mag. Can I have them by this evening or we won’t let you into Britain. Don’t worry about it, I’ll get the answers and edit them to make you look like an ugly, fascist, racist paedophile and you won’t notice a thing…and they will stop all credits and benefits. PIMP: How do you spell your real name and what is your address? M: No. P: As a young lad, what was it that made you follow this creative path? M: I was told by everyone who ever met me that I was the greatest artist they had ever seen in the world ever. To not continue creating would have caused the earth a grave artistic miscarriage of cultural loss. Much like the fictional characters Jesus & Superman with their responsibilities to mankind, I had no choice. P: As a teenager, what did you do for kicks? M: I became a highly decorated cub scout leader. "I’m sick of telling this one, so all I’ll say is my 6 minute police chase managed to include almost every TV cop show chase cliché apart from the ‘running through someone’s house/bathroom scenario.’ T’was so clichéd, I couldn’t stop laughing as I puked and got bummed by the two oinks who gripped me." P: When did you first start drinking? M: After the inquest that got me struck off cub scoutin’ for kicks. P: Tell me about your crew, WSSK? M: We’re a secret New Labour arts experiment. Three young artists getting combined government grants in excess of £120k a year to spend on computers, booze, drugs, spray paint, sweets and chocolate. All we have to do in return is sit around watching TV and drawing stuff. P: What exhibitions have you done in the past 3 years? M: The government gives me a £12K bonus not to exhibit anymore. P: Tell us about your recent trip to Paris? M: Red wine, white powder, pink bits, black outs. I’m definitely never allowed in that hotel again. P: Select 5 words which would best describe your work to a blind person? M: Phallic, trippy, probably got some U-boats in it, furry, swell. All looks the same to me. P: Mainly what do you use and how do you create your work? M: Biros, Apple Macs and lots of coffee bean. P: Ever been arrested? Tell us a little story. M: I’m sick of telling this one, so all I’ll say is my 6 minute police chase managed to include almost every TV cop show chase cliché apart from the ‘running through someone’s house/bathroom scenario.’ T’was so clichéd, I couldn’t stop laughing as I puked and got bummed by the two oinks who gripped me. P: Was your first girlfriend a prude or a slag? M: The soggy village bike, she was. P: What are your bank details including passwords? M: Pin: 5660. Account no: 80777693. The long number: 4739 7803 6396 2907. Why? P: Tell me about the future? M: The future’s bright...no, that’s a lie. It’s bad; everything’s going wrong. We’re all gonna die real soon and lose all the physical things we bought over the years and we’ll never see any of the people we love ever again…or even remember what humans were when we’re all single cell organisms in waterworld. P: What’s your poison, sailor? M: A limey gin guff with a side bump of Cheddar cider then to home with a sweet, buckled rose on which to lay my dratting rod. P: Ever dressed up? If yes, what as? M: Me and my ‘gang’ frequently dress up as if from whence the 1800s we come: stovepipes, boots and trenches ‘n’ all that - in a post-modern, Clockwork Orange stylee. It gives us a nice big deluded sense of superiority. P: If you could have been born an animal, which one would it be? M: An elephant? I don’t know, I’d hate to be an animal. Maybe a shiny black muscle horse in a green field with a lady horse to bite. P: Have you ever met someone off the Internet? M: I try but fail. I tend to get drunk and scare off 18 year old Canadian girls on Myspace at five in the morning. I make myself feel seedy. P: Tell me what you last bought off Ebay? M: Shiny, black, knee-high Jack boots. P: If I went to Berlin, where should I spend 20 minutes? M: Terry Brewer’s 10 hour (yes, ten hour) walking tour. We tell everyone to do this - especially in midwinter. It nearly killed us, so we nearly killed Terry. By the last hour or so in the freezing rain, nearing Alexanderplatz, I can remember the point when the endurance sector of my brain gave up causing me to perform a mild spazzy breakdown in front of total strangers. P: Who have you worked for and what did you enjoy/hate about it? M: No one lately, but I’ve got a good job as a waiter. P: Which skateboarder do you most admire? M: Mike Taffe. Such big fingers! P: If you had an unlimited budget but you had to buy a piece of art from a dead artist, which one would it be? M: Oooh…probably a Neon Park. One from his [Hollywood] Duck series, I reckon. M: Can you put http://www.kuildoosh.com on there somewhere?
Last Updated ( Tuesday, 10 November 2009 )