Art For Art's Sake

The Unbelievables have met some foul fiends in their time, let me be the first to assure you. From Sam Snow to Little Debbie, The Hostess and the Muffin Man, Lester von Hornrimm and Leo Von Grunwald, we've seen things that would make a grown man paint a rainbow into his homburg via his trachea. One area where travesties appear to be committed on a daily basis is the world of art.

Am I right, Bubbles?

But when it comes to the art world there is one genre that some people find unspeakably cute - we just find it unspeakable. And although this fits the bill, it's not what I am talking about.

I'm talking about the kitschy 1960s big-eyed cutesy kids. Some people, my grandparents included, were suckered into their whimsical charm. Others just run a mile. Let me show you what I am talking about, if you think you can stand it.

The two main culprits are Soulet (above), and below, D. Golding.

These fiends must be stopped. Tracked down like vermin and made to pay for the heinous crimes they have committed on the minds and stomachs of the free world.

If you take the names Soulet and D. Golding, scramble them up and take away one G, you get Duotones Guild, and this we believe to be the name under which they operate. You may hear it whispered in hushed tones at the local flea market or antique shop. The well-dressed gent at the end of the bar may hand another chap a business card with those words emblazoned across it. Keep your eyes open and ears tuned for those words, and let us know. Already we have a location in the Southern United States in mind as to where the centre of their operations may be, and we are watching day and night, for more than one reason...

Well, helllooo...

No, when it comes to art, we know what we like. Here are a selection of some of the tasteful works that adorn the hallowed walls of the Unbelieva-base.

Tasteful, no?

I'll leave it to Michael to put his two cents in on the arts. Ciao!