Ben Fist is not your archetypal Glaswegian. Loves a drink. Loves the Techno… potty mouthed… Actually… Ben Fist is your archetypal Glaswegian. For the third instalment of the INTRODUCING series, we go North of the border, beyond the bright lights of the big city, winding our way along to the tiny hinterland of Dunlop. Last time I was in town, all they had to drink was fluro car plan. (Mind you, last time Ben visited me, all I had for him to drink was three year old, slightly crystallised Malibu. He drunk it in a flash).
But out there in nowhere, Ben has found a delicate craft with pen, ink… and the pickings of any and every great grandparents photo albums. I have only a smattering of art on my paired back living room walls, with only four artists represented. Of the millions of artists available to me… Ben is one of them. The others? I’ll tell you some other time. This is Ben time.
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