THE REAL T O N Y AND G U Y

!SUMMER WRAP!

2010-10-21T07:19:00.000-07:00

Here's summer served on an english beachside bun, with some israeli chicken, some london lettuce, some barrier reef cheese and topped with some hot and spicy Hollywood mustard.

Enjoy as much as i did!

!SNOW LEOPARD'S St.FOY ADVENTURE!

2010-09-25T07:29:00.000-07:00

RTG double teamed an assisting job back in April, the French Alp's set the scene,

Look out for the little mountain gromits, a dog named Tango, the frog and the princess....

!GIZZI ERSKINE for EAT ME mag!

2010-09-23T09:38:00.000-07:00

The RTG shot Gizzi for Autumn issue of Eat Me, Down at Hoxton Street Studios (cheers Mr Mullins and Fatima).

Gizzi was awesome to work with and admittedly a little hungover.....but i swear down you couldn't tell, not even the faintest whiff of sauce on her breath or Glazzy eye....I might want to try that some time.

Looking forward to working with the Eat Me crew again soon...

Tone

!JACK, JACK HE'S THE MAN!

2010-09-21T21:53:00.000-07:00

A little something Tone and I shot the other day with a kid called Jack. A little ramshackled preparation. Turned out nicely in the end. Thanks for the threads Alf. A big, massive shout out to the beautiful Remi Nicole who really out did herself with the styling, hair and art direction.xx

!COFFIN HUNTING ON THE GOLD COAST OF AFRICA!

2010-09-20T19:16:00.000-07:00

A little while back my good friend Jack and I embarked on a journey to the Gold Coast of Africa in search of coffins for a show Jacks putting together in December at his gallery.

No compass in hand, we kissed our women goodbye and headed for Ghana. Along the way we went surfing at Three Point, met the coffin makers of Teshie, the Fisherman of Dixcove, the boxers of Jamestown and the horse riding gymnast's of Labadi Beach. The coffins were mind blowing, finished to celebrate the legacy of the withheld and finished with the most intricate detail.

Although driving eight hours at night on a Ghanian highway with a simple, half blind driver still gives me nightmares it was an incredible trip. Beautiful scenery, amazingly warm hearted people and the home of Fu Fu, Ghana sure as fuck is the pearl of West Africa's crown!

Check the pictures (some of them will be on show at the exhibit) and come check out the show on the 9th of December at

Jack Bell Gallery, 276 Vauxhall Bridge Rd SW1

www.jackbellgallery.com

Graduate Fashion Shoot sneak peak and extras! FUCK YEAH

2010-04-14T07:28:00.000-07:00

Last of the winters hunting (mega ferret shot)

2010-04-14T06:30:00.000-07:00

Taxpaying tourist....maybe!? Monte Carlo!

2010-04-14T05:40:00.000-07:00

!THE BLACK TRICKS!

2010-02-23T09:20:00.000-08:00

!Hawking the brush!

2010-02-08T10:34:00.000-08:00

!OLD COUNTRY, OLD CAMERA, NEW MAN!

2010-02-07T11:21:00.000-08:00

!A bit a Mile end a bit a Stoke Newington!

2009-11-16T10:05:00.000-08:00

How grim was football saturday? After the game I watched X-Factor and thought that John and Edward were by far the best. Then nailed a few beers down in my no.1 boozer The Victoria, Mile End. Then on to a party on Stoke Newington High st.

The Vic.

Stokey.

!Bo Ningen!

2009-11-16T09:05:00.000-08:00

If the first comment you make about Bo Ningen has anything to do with their hair then your definitely a c*nt.

Bo Ningen will blast you off your size nines faster than kentucky fried chicken eatin' mofo Usain Bolt face up to the starry starry night/sweaty ceiling, tickling tastebud's like licking a slug, bald Neubauten Fans 60's Psych head's Thrash and Progster's (yes Crabtree).

Bo Ningen at the Victoria.

!Black Tricks!

2009-11-16T07:10:00.000-08:00

The James Taylor Gallery was the setting, the Black Tricks the band, and these are the pics. And check out there sounds, Awesome. http://www.myspace.com/theblacktricks.

!Last year's autumnal delights!

2009-11-14T06:30:00.000-08:00

So These are some shots from this time last year, I hooked up with the wonderful artist Adham Faramawy and while he was doing his thing i was taking pics! All down at Hoxton Street Studios space Blossom 2. And just for a treat there's 3 snaps of Paul from the Knaves band fame. Looking like a sharp mofo. PEACE

!LIVE FOR TREME, DIE FOR TREME!

2009-11-04T08:15:00.000-08:00

I was in New Orleans not long ago. An Incredible place, music booming from every open door. My girl and i were lucky enough to scratch beneath the surface of the place, step away from bourban street choking with drunk fuck white america and stumbled into an area called the Treme District. A place steeped in black political and musical history, it was the main neighborhood of the free people of colour before the civil war and also the birthplace of musicians Alphonse Picou and Kermit Ruffins. The neighborhood also bears a darkside to it, rumoured to be one of americas most dangerous hoods. We went there one night against all recommendations from our indian cab driver to a place called the candle light lounge. After some early apprehensions our ignorance paid off. We met John, an amazing guy from Northhampton whos been going out there for the past thirty years. John introduced us to 12 the unofficial mayor of the place and we were made. I was Slim, she was Shorty. We met Busta, Bugs, Ijamin, and all the characters. Shorty laid down a track, Slim took photos and i can't wait to go back. Check it.

!NIGHT!

DAY!

!All hallow's eve and the last witch!

2009-11-04T02:30:00.000-08:00

The last witch was condemned to death in Hertford town, 1712.

The witch in question was Jane Wenham, The villagers claimed they had seen a cat with a face resembling her own and were profoundly disturbed. The trail took place at the Hertford Assizes before Chief Justice Powell, who subsequently ridiculed the who idea of witchcraft. The jury, however held a different opinion. and despite the judges summing up of the case found the women guilty. The judge had no choice but to condemn her to death.

!RUDYARD KIPLING - DADDY O!

2009-10-31T07:39:00.000-07:00

Something I came across the other day.

"If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!"

-Rudyard Kipling 1896

!BOURBON FACED ON SHIT STREET!

2009-10-22T13:15:00.000-07:00

My first night in New Orleans, I went down along bourbon st, didn't know where else to go at that stage but soon learnt that weren't the place for me. The first bar that i walked into there was a commotion between a female punter and the bar lady. It ended like this "Bitch get the fuck out of here and don't let the door hit you where god split you." Ha, American eloquence.

!FATHER, HACKNEY'S ON FIRE!

2009-10-21T00:57:00.001-07:00

!CROSSBONES GRAVEYARD AND THE EHBPC!

2009-10-21T00:31:00.000-07:00

Nacho!

2009-10-02T03:41:00.000-07:00

This is nacho, he's a first year male kestrel. an absolute pocket rocket being trained by my dad and little sis

The Whitechapel gallery host's ''The Luxury of freedom'' Gav may disagree!

2009-09-28T03:11:00.001-07:00

Troy & LCB

2009-09-28T03:04:00.000-07:00

Graff time!

2009-09-28T02:49:00.000-07:00

Tandy hits the Brecon Beacons

2009-09-28T01:44:00.000-07:00

Blossom street!

2009-09-28T01:33:00.000-07:00

Wild stallions!

2009-09-28T01:24:00.000-07:00

!Found!

2009-08-19T15:32:00.000-07:00

These are from neg's found on the floor, Beautiful

!GOLDEN FACED WOLF HUNTER!

2009-07-28T07:22:00.000-07:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Re644qgnCtw

!ASSORTED CANDIES!

2009-07-27T15:16:00.000-07:00

!THE BRICK LANE OLD BOY SOCIETY!

2009-07-27T13:10:00.000-07:00

Tone and i have spent a lot of time recently sitting outside the coffee shop at the top of brick lane. An interesting place to sit, no doubt but what draws us to this joint is three of the most charismatic motherfuckers i've ever come across. Money for them might not be in abundance but instead these dapper cats have style to put anyone to shame and storys to sink any ship. Reckon we've been down there nearly every day to hang with them. Without further ado though let me introduce these three downtrodden street legends.
Meet Mick King The Most Charming Man In The World.

Gavin Wise Of The Spoken World. Gavin on dancing "man, dancing is a vertical expression of a horizontal desire"

Billy The Kid The Hollow Man From The Nowhere (self proclaimed king of pussy).

Back to the future.
Billy the kid again.
Tramps & Trannies.

Micky King and pal.

!A GAL NAMED VAL!

2009-07-27T12:38:00.000-07:00

!THE FESTIVAL OF FALCONRY!

2009-07-14T12:32:00.000-07:00

The 2nd International Festival of Falconry, Organised by the United Arab Emirates.

A truly magnificent spectacle! Quite easily the sickest day of the year so far!

You got to hand it to the Arabs, they could have skimped on the affair quite easily.

Over 30 countries were represented, in traditional falconry (often royal) attire, accompanied by favored bird of prey and companion. be it dog, horse, camel or ferret.

Check out the absolute fucking lord in robes with the golden eagle and dead animal on his head. The french babe in 17th century gothic getup was fucking rad too, looking super hot with bird in hand.

!Night out with SP, sans GL!

2009-07-14T12:11:00.000-07:00

Babes having an Excellent Time again!!

Check out Sarah P nail a quick grope upon that hottie!!

!10 miles......Paradise!

2009-07-12T07:36:00.001-07:00

I would say as a rule, your never more than 10 miles (40 minutes), from paradise.

Amazing when it rolls just right too.

Wind on your back, refreshing swim. and the sun?

High.

We rode down to the jewel of the Hertfordshire landscape, The lea valley nature reserve.

Major excavation went down there in the 1950's, for Rubble of sorts. The area then became a part of a huge wildlife conservation scheme which was left to blossom untouched for many years. Now it's mile upon mile of beautiful lake and tree. English suburbs are rad too (I grew up in one)

!INDIAN RIVER LORDS!

2009-07-11T08:36:00.000-07:00

I met these three cats on the shores of the river ganges at 5 in the morning, protecting the sacred. They'd probably been there at 5 in the morning for the past 50 years and probably will be for a while longer.

!SO SLOWLY GOES THE NIGHT!

2009-07-11T08:14:00.000-07:00

Darling, that morning you chose to go
Papa woke in his boots and clothes
You dig in my cards, stole all my cash
Even my 500 dollar suit was slashed
And I just lay there watching the sun fall down from the sky
Not wanting to open the letter
But opening it anyway
And seeing those two words;

Lover lover goodbye

!EAST BAY DRAGONS!

2009-07-11T07:59:00.000-07:00

This is the story of Poor Hop and some photos of the East Bay Dragons, a black hells angels out of frisco. SICKOS!

"Poor Hop was off the chain, a totally crazy dude. His full name, Willie Lee Harper. Hustlers and the con men on the streets called him "Harper, the Booty Stopper, the Baby Maker, the Woman Taker." When Willie joined the club, the members dubbed him Poor Hop because he dressed so smart. He dug fancy clothes. Gold jewelry hung around his neck, diamond rings on both hands. Sometimes he wore a top hat instead of a helmet when he rode. Everybody called him "Poor" as opposed to "Rich." And "Hop" for Harper. Willie, a little guy, had guts. He'd go to the Hell's Angels' dances, get drunk and then jump up on stage and sing "Wooly Bully." What more can you say about a guy like that?"

!THE BUTCHERS HOUSE!

2009-07-07T11:35:00.000-07:00

"BABES DOING WHAT BABES DO BEST"

!NICK AND MICK GET DOWN!

2009-06-26T09:00:00.001-07:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ff6AdsEsKA8&NR=1

!HAMMER TIMETH!

2009-06-26T08:22:00.000-07:00

lurked a beast

on the darkside of the east

a hammer for a hand

blood covered his teeth

hungry for a feast

or a tenner a least

sprung an avenger

overdosed on yeast

satisfied on his loot of coins and plastic

disapeared into the night

the beast from the east

IF I SEE HIM AGAIN I'LL KILL THAT MOTHERFUCKER!!!

!SCRAPPING!

2009-06-21T04:53:00.000-07:00

Tone left this bout with a split head and busted jeans

!UK FALCONRY!

2009-06-21T04:02:00.000-07:00

Snapping some lords of REAL UK FALCONRY

The RAD specimens here are;

1. a pretty old Peregrine/Gyr X, it only enjoys smashing the shit out of partridge! Its on the glove of Nick who's an absolute fucking legend!

2. We have a gnarly as fuck Lugger falcon! On the glove of Savior (think thats how you spell his name). This missile won't hunt for shit, but love's nailing dudes in the head! Apparently when they took it out it smashed Saviors brother in law in the back of the nut, then climbed about 300 feet before making a beeline for a dog walker in the next field, needless to say the poor Mofo hit the deck!!

Anyway! more UK FALCONRY to come soon!

Tone x