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'A New Day Will Come' by Edgar from NYC is another chilling examination of the reality of the Anti-Cher, depicted here extending her wings of Sony Evil across the world, bringing horror to the masses and crashing computers across the globe.
It is a vision which attempts to force the viewer to face a terrible Truth. Let's hope it succeeds.
Bryony from Wittering-on-Daley has provided a sinister view of what initially appears to be a pair of Hollywood legends. The perceptive viewer, however, will notice the white patch on the front of the female figure's dress, ingeniously converting the image into a symbolic representation of the doomed relationship of Bill Clinton and Monica Lowinski.

'Hollow Man' by Alex of Peterborough is a work of brilliance which poses many questions. Is it a rejection of Art itself or a subconscious erasure of Bacon's pock-marked features? Could it be a sly metaphor for Hollywood, empty of substance and style? There are those who claim it as a hymn for repressed homosexuals everywhere, epitomising the rejection of the male form, while one could also justifiably argue that it's merely a commentary on Alex's laziness and his empty life.
Sheer genius.
'Prince Charles Berating the Architects' by Edgar of NYC is a Raphaelite revival piece, in which - a fresh and bold move - Prince Charles represents the concept of Prince Charles and the architects represent the concept of architects.
This quite shocking move into representationalism has forced Edgar to change his name and move house in order to avoid the attacks of artists with more complex agendas.
Charlie From Wrexham has sent me his cubist Elvis, in which the King is viewed simultaneously from a multitude of angles, almost as if the viewer is searching for that hidden spark of talent which has eluded everyone for so long.
Were he alive today, Elvis would be Sixty-seven, and the size of a large shed.

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