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theylivetheydie

Here’s a piece I created in memory of the Hot Rod Rowdy Roddy Piper, one of my favorite wrestlers from childhood who died last week. I’m considering using this image in Baby Nightsoil Sticker Series 5 as the panda portraits of James Brown and Hank Williams, Sr. turned out to be some of the most popular from Series 3. Also I like the idea of a sticker featuring a professional wrestling legend with instructions like Buy, Conform, Stay Asleep, and Consume. I don’t think anybody’s ever done anything like that before….

shellfishfairy

I’ve been considering doing  an animal legends of wrestling series- King Kong Bundy as a gorilla, Superfly Jimmy Snuka as a fly, British Bulldog as a bulldog, Million Dollar Man as a vicious snake, Big Boss Man as a pig, George the Animal Steele as a blue-tongued dolphin… About a year ago, I did Macho King Randy Savage piece that was also included in Baby Nightsoil Sticker Series 3 but the sticker was a bit too small, didn’t really do the image justice.

takeamachoshower

I saw the sticker show up on a parking meter in Atlanta.

stickerfitti

If any of you catch one of my stickers out and about, I’d love it if you sent me a picture- waynexiaolong@gmail.com

I’m interested in all ways my stickers are being used. It doesn’t have to be vandalism. Maybe you use them in your work place to provide important safety information or perhaps you put one on your computer to hide a brand’s logo or maybe you put them on your truck to let everybody on the highway know that you not only have great taste in art but access to the elusive and whispered about art sensation known as Baby Nightsoil

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wildbencher

Not much to say here, just a picture dump from some old stuff and some new stuff. The old stuff is in color while the new stuff is in black-and-white, just another example life imitating art. Childhood was a rainbow while the present is grey and the future will be too unless you put the effort in to color it. Who really wants a rainbow anyway? Maybe the rainbow of your childhood was actually rivers of blood, lava, urine, antifreeze, toilet cleaner, and boxed wine sprayed from a sprinkler over your body, paralyzed by the venom of an exotic spider, as you lay in a bowl of spoiled milk and Fruity Pebbles. Childhood can be rough. Rainbows walk a rocky road.

 raingerdanger

One of my favorite people in the world is named Danger and I’m kind of mad at Anthony Weiner for tarnishing his name.

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