Caitlin Hackett is an artist, illustrator and creature-concept designer based out of Brooklyn, NY. She creates astonishingly fantastical creatures exploring the relationship between humans and animals; the idea of the human denial of our animal nature and of humans as the dominant species. Caitlin’s art is meticulous & imaginative, definitely rockin’ that all important dirt.
Is it art or is it just downright dirty. Let me know what you reckon about this killa doc from California is a place
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Orignal body art mastas! The Tebori learnt this ancient art by tattooing their own body. You first mate…
Mid 20th century, Japan ~ A group of traditionally tattooed gamblers. Umezu (c), the chief of gambling, sits among them. ~ Image by © Hulton-Deutsch Collection
1946, Tokyo, Japan ~ A Japanese tattoo artist works on the shoulder of a Yakuza gang member. ~ Image by © Horace Bristol
24 Oct 1955, Tokyo, Japan ~ Tattoo: At a gathering of tattoo devotees, this man points out to his son the meanings of the designs, as well as the artistry with which the technique has been executed. One day, when the youngster grows up, he may choose to have his own body decored in the same way. American GI’s, on duty in Japan, are among those who today patronize the tattoo artists. ~ Image by © Bettmann/CORBIS
1946, Tokyo, Japan ~ A Japanese tattoo artist works on the back of a woman. ~ Image by © Horace Bristol
1946, Tokyo, Japan ~ Tattoos cover the skins of Japanese cadavers that were donated for research and preservation. ~ Image by © Horace Bristol
1946, Tokyo, Japan ~ A Japanese tattoo artist works on a group of Yakuza gang members. ~ Image by © Horace Bristol
1946, Tokyo, Japan — Tattooed Men at Public Bath — Image by © Horace Bristol
1946, Tokyo, Japan ~ (Left) Tattooed Bathers at a Public Bath, (Right) A Japanese tattoo artist works on the shoulder of a gang member ~ Images by © Horace Bristol
salvaged at the the selvedge yard
I’m still buzzing from seeing C.W Stoneking play in Deal two weeks ago in association with Smugglers Records. Fortunate to film this intimate folk celebration, I decided to edit together a video that expresses the atmosphere of the night. C.W and his primitive horn orchestra took the audience down rivers sweeping through jungles and 1920s Blues. A certain war torn fabric tears through the sound and the cutting virtue of C.W’s vocals are goose pimply blood warming. All this set in the great old Astor Theatre.
Watch and enjoy the jungle calypso murder ballad ‘Love Me or Die‘ and ‘Don’t Go Dancin Down The Darktown Strutter’s Ball’…..