I was sitting in a Starbucks in Kyoto when I spied the scarf shop next door selling some really whacky prints, as soon as I’d gulped down my Matcha latte I raced next door to take a look. It was the work of Keichi Tanaami, born in 1936 in Tokyo and still working today. The young Keichi was obsessed with American subculture, he immersed himself in comic books, animation and b-grade movies instead of studying Picasso. His use of pattern, particularly dot matrix, and colour was ahead of it’s time, the content is equally intriguing and disturbing, go ahead and be mesmerized!
ILLUSTRATION AGE 
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Wow, I’d like a bit of the imagination that created these! Love all the color.