Dean from London has adopted the styles of both Hogarth and indeed, the Naive Russian Comicists of the Nineteen Twenties in this powerful and harrowing depiction of the consequences of corruption, greed, unrestrained Conservatism and bad novel writing.
It's a grim and controversial subject, but one which cries out to be seen

Emma, Leader of the Peterborough Welsh Constructivist School gives us her singular view of the star of the German film 'Run Lola Run'. Emma's objective here is to subvert the male-centric view of the female form, redefining it as a vehicle of escape from a world in which the phallus is King.

Emma, another Welsh Constructivist - based in Peterborough - has sent me her 'Travolta and Jackson'.
It's balanced by an innate geometry of repressed sexual tension, heightened by the lack of arms, and leaves one inevitably with the taste of Brylcreem. Is it Retro-Futurism, or a post-modern joke about post-modern jokes? Probably neither, but it is a work which makes one think seriously about the the issue of sex without hands.

The lovely Mrs H Deathray of Denbigh has sent us 'Bagpuss'. On the surface it may seem to be a comfortable old stuffed toy cat, but the simple lines are redolent of the metaphorical bars of the cat's prison, locked into a shop night and day, pestered by an infestation of mechanical mice and constantly tortured by a spoilt and sadistic rich child called Emily.
The piece sings out to us for the need for Revolution and a return to true Socialism.

'Darth Vader' by Alex from Peterborough is a brutal full-on assault on the values of the Media Engine. The truncated phallus symbol, emblematic of the metaphorical castration of the Public, is wreathed in the smoke of mystery, its eyes staring blindly out at Impotence itself, spouting the dogma of the macho fascist.
Alex has successfully manipulated the cliches of Laddism using the cliches of George Lucas to expose the cliches of the insecurity of straight men everywhere.

Tom from Chester has sent in an intriguing Warhol-esque double portrait of surgically-deformed actress, Pamela Anderson.
The first image shows Pamela as she sees herself, an icon viewed through the twisted lens of Hollywood's evil eye, while the second image, devoid of the archetypal symbol of the sun of deception, reveals how the rest of us see her.

Mr Soprano from Florida has chosen Cult Leader and Mistress of Evil, Celine Dion.
He has bravely depicted her bearing her spangled breasts at a gullible public as she attempts to extinguish the sun. Her servants, The Creatures of Darkness, are represented by black dots, waiting in the background for her Call of Reckoning.