Tea-Drinking Anarchist

He’s an enigma wrapped in leather and spikes, with a mohawk that defies gravity. But at home? It’s a different story. Behind closed doors, this fearsome rebel is sipping chamomile tea from a delicate, slightly chipped cup with golden rims. His walls are a riot of granny florals, and he likes nothing more than listening to talk radio in his favourite armchair, covered in a hand-knitted blanket. 

His leather jacket is neatly draped over a chair, and his boots are lined up by the door. The revolution can wait, he’s just put the kettle on. Chaos in the streets, cosiness in the lounge. The perfect blend.

Acrylic on birch plywood 

31 * 20 cm

Complete with brass-plated ring hanger (ready to hang)