Wednesday, 28 March 2012


some things from over the easter. from top to bottom: massive wood burning pile we found at 2 in the morning in the local woods; countryside near my house; dan's cat paul playing ''good news bad times''; tree cutters removing ''dead wood'' from woods aka being massive dicks to the lovely trees; bike rides through the surrounding countryside

BATTLES development (plus WRESTLING/man the ramparts leftovers)

above: work in progress on a series of prints for a number of (inspirational) bands including BATTLES, ISIS, SUNNO))) and more. thematic/visual/engaging pieces to accompany the bands appropriate sound. photos, scans, photocopys and drawings hand collaged with mixed-media print finishes. more on this soon.

below: last of my WRESTLING wolf town batch plus some photocopy flyers i put together for a show coming up next week. looking forward to manning some sort of merch desk and shifting the remaining copies of these! get to it: listen here, buy here

Monday, 12 March 2012

H is for HALF!

my contribution to the 2012 falmouth illustrators FALPHABET exhibition. i took a random pick out of all the letters and worked up something appropriate thereon. originally my design was going to be for hydraulics, but that got pretty boring pretty fast. i figured actually cutting a H in half might be more fun, and it was!

image compiled out of cut out shapes arranged in photoshop and then screenprinted into a run of 5. kept one back for myself so 4 are for sale this coming thursday at expressini in falmouth. it's gonna be super fun times in tiny coffee stores.

falmouth illustrated quotes & sayings

"five hundred pieces means five hundred float,
one thousand people means five hundred don't"

- spencer krug


every year, our illustration class puts out a promotional book called illustrated quotes & sayings; it hits the agencies, publishers, studio circuits of a whole bunch of contacts in our tutors back pockets, sort of like a little foot-in-the-door portfolio of all of our classes talent. this was my submission, only it's cropped down in the original. i also just realized that the file i handed in for printing is 29mb big, whoops!

pretty excited to see the final printed book!

Sunday, 4 March 2012


the other day i released MAN THE RAMPARTS 001 - wolvo-shouty-jams WRESTLING’s WOLF TOWN ep.

it was a limited to 50 run of cassettes each with individual photos covers of locations in and around wolverhampton at night time (with the exception of one day time photo, just to fuck with the concept a bit) and a series of wrestling inlays, again all individual. all were designed, hand-assembled and recorded by myself here in falmouth.

you can listen and download for free here or purchase a tape for yourself here.

this was a lot of fun and has left me pretty hungry to get working on something else as soon as possible.

for more information, i have a developmental/progress/general news tumblr which can be found here. if you search MAN THE RAMPARTS RECORDS into facebook it should find it (hopefully), and more up-to-date nonsense/chit-chat can be followed on my twitter account there.


rory / man the ramparts

Tuesday, 24 January 2012


''The change happened whilst I slept. Its details I shall never know; for my slumber, though troubled and dream-infested, was continuous. When at last I awakened, it was to discover myself half sucked into a slimy expanse of hellish black mire which extended about me in monotonous undulations as far as I could see, and in which my boat lay grounded some distance away.

Though one might well imagine that my first sensation would be of wonder at so prodigious and unexpected a transformation of scenery, I was in reality more horrified than astonished; for there was in the air and in the rotting soil a sinister quality which chilled me to the very core. The region was putrid with the carcasses of decaying fish, and of other less describable things which I saw protruding from the nasty mud of the unending plain. Perhaps I should not hope to convey in mere words the unutterable hideousness that can dwell in absolute silence and barren immensity. There was nothing within hearing, and nothing in sight save a vast reach of black slime; yet the very completeness of the stillness and the homogeneity of the landscape oppressed me with a nauseating fear.

The sun was blazing down from a sky which seemed to me almost black in its cloudless cruelty; as though reflecting the inky marsh beneath my feet. As I crawled into the stranded boat I realized that only one theory could explain my position. Through some unprecedented volcanic upheaval, a portion of the ocean floor must have been thrown to the surface, exposing regions which for innumerable millions of years had lain hidden under unfathomable watery depths.

So great was the extent of the new land which had risen beneath me, that I could not detect the faintest noise of the surging ocean, strain my ears as I might.

Nor were there any sea-fowl to prey upon the dead things.

For several hours I sat thinking or brooding in the boat, which lay upon its side and afforded a slight shade as the sun moved across the heavens. As the day progressed, the ground lost some of its stickiness, and seemed likely to dry sufficiently for travelling purposes in a short time. That night I slept but little, and the next day I made for myself a pack containing food and water, preparatory to an overland journey in search of the vanished sea and possible rescue.''


one of three illustrations to accompany the h.p lovecraft short-story ''dagon'' - wonderfully bleak little tale of a man stranded in a bleak, desolate land seemingly thrown-up from beneath the ocean. more images to soon........


last year i made my third visitation to the fabulous extravaganza that is all tomorrows parties. it was a lot of fun, as always. they held a mixtape swap thingy for people to discover/pass on new music and the like, so i racked my brain for way longer than i should of really racked it for to make up a really ace playlist and then hand-assembled a little slipcase for it to live in. artwork was a combination of old ideas and processes, cut-shapes on paint and photographs.