Let us paint; we are brothers
I've never been terribly bothered by graffiti- grew up with it, so it's loses the intimidating mystery behind it i suppose. i've learned to appreciate the quality of it though.
every now and then i get the itch to take pictures of it, like a while ago when i decided to see if the camera on my game system was any good. as you'll see it ain't great, but it can generally do an alright job. well sorta.
went past an old government building, saw what they had to see. it's about as non-threatening a piece of art can get, being all rounded and having that calm grin in it. i still know plenty of people would make some noise about "gang-related" nonsense.
cool beans. it looks like chaos, but it's just a bunch of locals showing off their styles to each other. i'm partial to Clos' work there.
i can't read his signature, but it's sure easy to remember. "RKC" shows up through place, just some guy who couldn't think of what he wants to say but REALLY needed to be remembered.
his name is cheese.
i thought the top said "let us paint, we are brothers" but it actually said "let us paint, we ain't bothering nobody" which i didn't notice until passing by about a week after taking the pictures. kid using silver on silver, you blind.
this is actually a good example of how different the pen-made signs are from the ones with paint. it's a whole different calligraphy form.
can't read it. looks like an imp. the white paint is where they painted over some graffitti, making this an exercise in mutual degredation.
more signing their name. the message is that they exist, and with the act of writing carrying the message in itself, signing their name is all they really need to say.
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details of that last one
who knows what cheese was trying to say here.
icm3 shows up a lot too. looks like a hashtag, but i don't care if this guy wants people to follow him online 'cause he doesn't do nothin' impressive.
you can't escape the message of peace.
well, peace and love.
moved into the accompanying parking lot, since it had better cover from people watching, and therefor more time for the artists to work. a group of gokarters left because i turned up. who knows why they thought they had to leave.
he's got style, i'll give him that.
i dunno if that's a grumply little face or a tounge holding some sort of treat, but it's pretty unique in this batch of artists either way.
is that the symbol from cheese? what are you telling us, man? his somber ape was a sharp contrast to the self-portraits on the rest of the floors.
one artist makes the work, another artist blows the concept and makes it look worse. a third puts the jumbled concept out of it's misery. the inital artwork has all the marks of being from europe, which is a bit odd.
this guy too was there.
even on the ceiling you'll find artists signing themselves into existence.
sometimes all you have to write on the walls is a pencil and your 10-year old brother.
it's a good work, but the commentary is lacking.
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they could always be watching.....
only having a paint-pen, they did what they could. i think this spider was their best work here.
finally went inside properly and started to record the better works you'll find away from prying eyes. these are pretty staple. the lettering is nice.
word bubbles are a little unusual. he says he's a crook, but he ain't stole nothin' from me.
if you were wondering.
on reflection the amount of umlats here is a little odd.
this guy seems to have been enjoying himself. crook might have been there with him.
going along that wall.
guy's got a good use of color here. you don't see that splashed text look much here anymore, he knows the classics.
and his buddy mojo. or him, but a bit more rushed? who knows.
i'm with blockhead here, grila killed it.
hee hoo, motherfuckers
probably the finest modern calligraphy i've seen in ages. funny how the art has transferred from the work of the elite to the common man's tool.
the light got in the way frequently on these. the morning fog didn't help it much.
fuck you i do it how i like.
you see what i'm saying about that light.
krime doesn't play. the light is hiding some great color work around those letters.
striking stuff. with his sig.
amazing style on this guy. even his handle's art in itself.
pretty basic stuff, but well done. already someone's stuck their own stuff inside it. if your work doesn't impress someone, they might start to work over it....
not that anyone will be covering this in a long time....
keep movin' up that wall....
the light made this side nearly impossible to photograph. ah well.
thanks baugy.
whatever he wrote was too faint to read, leaving us with a skull whispering unknowable things.
the stairwell. a reminder this place has been abandoned for a while, and that's why they accomplished so much on it.
the ugliest graffitti. the state comes in with ugly paint and flatrolls over it all on the side facing the street, "cleaning" it of artistry and color.
not that it's 100% successful.
old censorships will become new expressions in their own time. the threat fades fast once the club is pointing somewhere else. i speak like i'm wise and shit sometimes, but i'm just saying what's easy to see.
looks inspired by african masks.
details of the former.
cool beans. the only piece of art on the building's walls itself that was visable in the pcitures. everything else was on the inside of windows, and impossible to take pictures of. 90% of them were the same signatures though, so their desperation to be remembered has caused me to forget them.
under a nearby bridge on my way home. i woke up a homeless guy getting these, gave him money for breakfast and moved on. unfortunately, i'm way too close to get a good shot and i'm not standing in a river on a winter morning to take a picture.
the far end of the river. the pointy sign on the right is the best work i saw there, but the tree and the fact i couldn't get to the other side meant i couldn't do it justice with the little camera on this thing.
every now and then i get the itch to take pictures of it, like a while ago when i decided to see if the camera on my game system was any good. as you'll see it ain't great, but it can generally do an alright job. well sorta.
went past an old government building, saw what they had to see. it's about as non-threatening a piece of art can get, being all rounded and having that calm grin in it. i still know plenty of people would make some noise about "gang-related" nonsense.
cool beans. it looks like chaos, but it's just a bunch of locals showing off their styles to each other. i'm partial to Clos' work there.
i can't read his signature, but it's sure easy to remember. "RKC" shows up through place, just some guy who couldn't think of what he wants to say but REALLY needed to be remembered.
his name is cheese.
i thought the top said "let us paint, we are brothers" but it actually said "let us paint, we ain't bothering nobody" which i didn't notice until passing by about a week after taking the pictures. kid using silver on silver, you blind.
this is actually a good example of how different the pen-made signs are from the ones with paint. it's a whole different calligraphy form.
can't read it. looks like an imp. the white paint is where they painted over some graffitti, making this an exercise in mutual degredation.
more signing their name. the message is that they exist, and with the act of writing carrying the message in itself, signing their name is all they really need to say.
img src=http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff24/Orinjmaster/graffitii/graffiti15/HNI_0046-Copy_zps16fb1f4f.jpg>
details of that last one
who knows what cheese was trying to say here.
icm3 shows up a lot too. looks like a hashtag, but i don't care if this guy wants people to follow him online 'cause he doesn't do nothin' impressive.
you can't escape the message of peace.
well, peace and love.
moved into the accompanying parking lot, since it had better cover from people watching, and therefor more time for the artists to work. a group of gokarters left because i turned up. who knows why they thought they had to leave.
he's got style, i'll give him that.
i dunno if that's a grumply little face or a tounge holding some sort of treat, but it's pretty unique in this batch of artists either way.
is that the symbol from cheese? what are you telling us, man? his somber ape was a sharp contrast to the self-portraits on the rest of the floors.
one artist makes the work, another artist blows the concept and makes it look worse. a third puts the jumbled concept out of it's misery. the inital artwork has all the marks of being from europe, which is a bit odd.
this guy too was there.
even on the ceiling you'll find artists signing themselves into existence.
sometimes all you have to write on the walls is a pencil and your 10-year old brother.
it's a good work, but the commentary is lacking.
they could always be watching.....
only having a paint-pen, they did what they could. i think this spider was their best work here.
finally went inside properly and started to record the better works you'll find away from prying eyes. these are pretty staple. the lettering is nice.
word bubbles are a little unusual. he says he's a crook, but he ain't stole nothin' from me.
if you were wondering.
on reflection the amount of umlats here is a little odd.
this guy seems to have been enjoying himself. crook might have been there with him.
going along that wall.
guy's got a good use of color here. you don't see that splashed text look much here anymore, he knows the classics.
and his buddy mojo. or him, but a bit more rushed? who knows.
i'm with blockhead here, grila killed it.
hee hoo, motherfuckers
probably the finest modern calligraphy i've seen in ages. funny how the art has transferred from the work of the elite to the common man's tool.
the light got in the way frequently on these. the morning fog didn't help it much.
fuck you i do it how i like.
you see what i'm saying about that light.
krime doesn't play. the light is hiding some great color work around those letters.
striking stuff. with his sig.
amazing style on this guy. even his handle's art in itself.
pretty basic stuff, but well done. already someone's stuck their own stuff inside it. if your work doesn't impress someone, they might start to work over it....
not that anyone will be covering this in a long time....
keep movin' up that wall....
the light made this side nearly impossible to photograph. ah well.
thanks baugy.
whatever he wrote was too faint to read, leaving us with a skull whispering unknowable things.
the stairwell. a reminder this place has been abandoned for a while, and that's why they accomplished so much on it.
the ugliest graffitti. the state comes in with ugly paint and flatrolls over it all on the side facing the street, "cleaning" it of artistry and color.
not that it's 100% successful.
old censorships will become new expressions in their own time. the threat fades fast once the club is pointing somewhere else. i speak like i'm wise and shit sometimes, but i'm just saying what's easy to see.
looks inspired by african masks.
details of the former.
cool beans. the only piece of art on the building's walls itself that was visable in the pcitures. everything else was on the inside of windows, and impossible to take pictures of. 90% of them were the same signatures though, so their desperation to be remembered has caused me to forget them.
under a nearby bridge on my way home. i woke up a homeless guy getting these, gave him money for breakfast and moved on. unfortunately, i'm way too close to get a good shot and i'm not standing in a river on a winter morning to take a picture.
the far end of the river. the pointy sign on the right is the best work i saw there, but the tree and the fact i couldn't get to the other side meant i couldn't do it justice with the little camera on this thing.