* There is a Starbucks on the other side.

Posted on April 25th, 2007 by thedeadartist. Filed under The Dead Artist.


This was my only painting. It’s the only one I ever managed to finish before I died. That’s right I’m dead; I’ve gone for good and nothing else will follow. Sorry if we didn’t get a chance to say a proper good-bye but it was as much a surprise for me as it may have been for you.It’s the only painting of mine on your side of something they jokingly call over here “the fence” so look after the bloody thing. I’m working on a couple of new paintings over here and if Edvard Munch will leave me alone long enough to be getting on with them they may actually be quite good. He’s a real pain in the arse is old Edvard and wants me show him how to twitter and blog and other bits and pieces.

We’ve only got one computer and Jackson Pollock hogs it all the time the drunken, miserable, son of a bitch so I might not be posting that much but I’ll do my best. If I spot God I’ll let you know, but Da Vinci has been here for bloody years and says he’s never met the girl.

Anyway, got to shoot, I’m meeting David Ogilvy at Starbucks. He’s pretty pissed about something I wrote a while back and has been hunting me down ever since I pegged it. Yup, they’ve even got Starbucks over here; over here on our side of the fence. I just hope I can smoke in there.

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11 Responses to “There is a Starbucks on the other side.”

  1. Seb Says:

    it’s pretty dark over the fence, right? and I bet Sir Sorrell has an office over there. he has one over here as well. he might be belzebub. or lucifer. or whatever. by the way, could you say hello to “peter with the white tail top”? it was my cat when I was 5 and he was cool. unfortunately he died in a rather uncool carcrash. well, give him a stroke. from me.

  2. lauren Says:

    so sad to see you go!
    we never really got to show our appreciating of you by supporting you while you were a living, contributing, creative member of society.

    now, we’ll just have to jack up the price of your surviving work and tell everyone that we’ve been following your career for ages.

    i hope you allocated your droit du suite payments to your family in your will ‘cos things are gonna get nasty round here!

  3. Doug Says:

    ah ha!

    hello dead artist… it’s good to see you

  4. Will Says:

    Is Dulce Et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori true Mr Artist?

  5. Waldemar Says:

    Did you see a light of the end of the tunnel? Well, at least I’m happy to know that you have internet there.

  6. Charles Frith Says:

    Wish you were alive. I’ve got a shed load of people asking about your work and I forgot to ask where you put them all. Any hope???

  7. TomLR Says:

    Great. Marcus - I have a painting to post about - which, despite the fact it looks like it should make me want to slit my wrists for painting it - won’t make me go that far.

  8. The Dead Artist Says:

    Hi Everyone, it’s good to see that you CAN hear me.

    Seb - no, Sir Martin is not belzebub sorry. And no cats sighted yet either.

    Lauren - I was sad too go. Not quite sure what happened. Now I’m here.

    Doug - Likewise

    Will - Is est melior vivo!

    Waldemar - No light, no tunnel. A huge disappointment

    Charles - I can’t remember where they are.

    Tom - don’t do it. Edvard would drive you potty.

  9. lauren Says:

    oh, marcus. can you say hey to a couple of artists for me:
    sol le witt - he’s kinda new. in fact, i think you and he probably arrived at around the same time…

    and tell yves, pablo and marcel that if i was 100 years younger, i’d have them. not all at once, but at one time or another.

  10. timplester.com Says:

    i hear gustav klimt is addicted to the white chocolate and raspberry muffins. can you confirm?

  11. The Dead Artist Says:

    Tim - confirmed.

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