i can’t smell anything

Mickey: be alert, not alarmed.

September 15, 2008 · Leave a Comment


Who didn’t have a sugar-coated yet brief obsession with Pez dispensers at some time in their childhood? You know the drill… start the collection with your classic Minnie Mouse dispenser and after doing a bit of research, realise that you could NEVER collect them all, and turn your attention to chip packets in hope of a rare Tazo that would make you the envy of the playground. Yes, it’s true that the handful of Pez dispensers I saved my pocket money for are long lost, tossed into the mass-grave of primary school fads that also contains my Tamagotchi, Chia Pet and “The Brain” Yo-Yo. And quite frankly, I haven’t actually given a thought to Pez and all it’s painfully colourful, dextrose-ridden, head flippin’ glory for a good few years. Until now.

Enter Micky Mouse: the suicide bomber. Don’t forget Pluto the cannibal and Bob the Builder the ladies man. French artists, Jean Sebastien Ides and best-friend Ivan Duval (aka Atypyk) have hand-transformed everyday sickly saccharine cartoon characters into characters with an edge. Certainly not the kind of folk you’ll find in the next Disney film, unless Mickey Mouse decides to give up

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Town to become a member of the Klan… you never know. There are future plans for an international exhibition but for now get your sugar-fix at SweetWorld.

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