Old New is the New New

Sometimes I carry pieces around with me on trips just never quite finding the right place. They sit in my bag, slouching their way to the bottom, collecting rips and creases. This piece is one of those where after making it I brought it to NY, Baltimore, San Francisco, even India but it was just too weird to impose on an innocent audience.

While driving through Arizona we pulled off to check out some abandoned mobile homes to wheat paste. Reaching into my bag I randomly pulled this one out again, it's oddness dulled a bit over time, and gave it a canary yellow home. I'm glad to finally see it out in the light of day.

An old one made new along the Navajo Trail.

Avoid the Interstate

I was meaning to put out a new issue every weekend and got behind before issue 2 even came out. Thankfully I just got back from a big trip with more photos than I know what to do with. So here you go. Hope you enjoy this issue showing a cross-country road trip from Brooklyn to Reno with plenty of new pieces along the way.

OU mixtape vol. 1 issue 2

King 'O' Wings in East St. Louis.

 

The Great Googa Mooga

Just spent the past ten days painting signs for the Great Googa Mooga (don't ask me who names these events). The event was in beautiful Prospect Park and even though it was amazing I am so thankful it is over. Thanks for lining it up Nick!

The sign painter's dungeon out in Bushwick.

Catherine adding some flair to the Arancini Baaaawwwwls.

A sleep-deprived, dirty bird in the flesh.

One of the cool things about working this event was that ESPO's I.C.Y. crew painted signs for it too.

I had to do it!

The beer tent. All those sparkly things are bottle caps! And the chandelier's were made from wine bottles.

Speaking of wine bottles, the wine tent was packed and had cool back-lit green glass bottles.

Unfortunately this did not come in a bindle stiff, brown bag, or plastic bag.

One perk was getting VIP tickets to see Iron Chef Morimoto disassemble a 200 lbs Tuna....and sample it too!

Straight outta Burning Man. A pig roasting a pig

Hall and Oates played at some point too.

So many signs! There was something like 170+ signs and each took 3-5 hours to paint.

I loved painting this one! Still not sure what a Langga hot dog is...

Bike Rack Sculpture

My brother and I spent the good part of 2 weeks sourcing, bending, cutting, grinding, welding, and bolting this 30' commissioned bike rack to it's home on Commercial Row and Virginia St. If you ever make it to that sign that says, 'biggest little city in the world', just peak around the corner and you can't miss it. 

Sky High

Tomorrow, Saturday Apr 28, Reno Bike Project's 6th Annual 'We HeART Bikes', bicycle art show opens at Holland Project Gallery (140 Vesta St.) Doors open at 5 p.m. and I presume folks will be spinning their wheels late into the night. For more information, visit renobikeproject.com

Pretty much everyone I know has an awesome piece in here and I dropped off a drawing and a sculpture. Here's a picture of a sculpture I didn't drop off for the art show but installed next door to the Reno Bike Project.

'One Long Line of Coke', installation on 4th st., Reno

How doing sculpture can lead to diabetes.

Issue 1 / Santa Rosa

More ISSUU's to come

I used to love making zine's when I was an angsty teen. Apparently now I enjoy making rhymes. So anyways I was excited to dump a bunch of my photos from a trip to Santa Rosa into Issuu's web-zine template. Here's the first issue of many to come.

10 Days

The below piece is in Santa Rosa, CA and illustrates the situation of my good friend who just served time in Jail for writing on the pole of a street sign. He was arrested by Reno cops who belittled and profiled the shit out of him, most of all for being Mexican. As you may have noticed, I deeply despise how categories make people blind to what is really going on. Despite the fact that it was his first offense (ever, not just graffiti-related) the judge found the sentence of 10-days in jail to be adequate and fairly lenient. Why is Reno so persistent to cleanse itself of emergent culture and consistently sanitize itself to the point of economic collapse?

Back from Open Walls Baltimore

Baltimore...what a place! Aside from being so fortunate to receive a big wall to paint for OWB and Station North Arts I made the time to get up some street pieces during my ten day stay. I'm not really sure where they all are as I was drifting like Debord and had some great hosts that shuffled me around the expansive city like a hockey puck. Big thanks to Gaia for organizing Open Walls Baltimore and putting in so much work in his own city as well as all over the damn place. Also couldn't have done it with out my man Nanook and Killian along with the overly gracious Annex posse (Rob, Luigi, Rusty, Max, Dylan, Monica, Peter, Molly, Heidi, and Ben)! Will post more soon on my mural.

'We ain't even sposed to be here' on a Neapolitan cast away downtown. 

'Brat it up' across from the Bohemian and up from my man Kevin's Station North Cafe.

'EBTSOSEBTSOSEBT' on one of Baltimore's many palimpsests while kids play football in the street to the right.

'Flat fix' ode to Jean Michel Basquiat. Pretty much destroyed this piece after having to relocate it from it's original placement.

With my man Gaia to the left in the drug heavy and sadly unpopulated Old Town Mall area.

'Auto tuned dog howls' with a shout out to the Greenmount Boys.

This is why I put work outside.

'Go stupid, go stoop id', two sides to every story, coin, and boxcar. And weird swanman stoop creature.

While putting this up I met the very interesting Simon Carey, who tried to convince me to carry that couch up into the abandoned building next to this abandoned building (between the other abandoned buildings). But instead we got to talking about the shelter up the way, the importance of ivy, why to stop doing crack, and a woman who gave him a fish that he takes care of in her pond. He asked so I gave him a little cash and he responded by asking if I had a penny in my shoe for Sunday. I said 'no' so he reached into his shoe and gave me his.

Shout out to my boy FISHGLUE

'Designer genes' on Howard st. downtown. Thanks to Nether for the photo.

'Turn over a new leaf' near Greenmount Cemetary.

'Whatever it takes. Or whatever'

'Peripheral' downtown with a happy new pup in the pack.

'Science' Kung fool, chow mang, ass gass or grass collab with my brother.

'Pushin mad weight' ding dong the witch is dead.

'Screw and chopped'. Just a small offering for me you with too much weight on my mind about the self-appointed martyr's taking offense at their friends/foes.

'Thems is just jokes' breaking and filling holes.

'NOS' ladies love it! Smoking on that newoldshit emerging from the gambling chips of long nights in Reno.

'Tuxedo knuckles' on the run from senses lost and archers galore.

'Wonder' in sowebo. Lil wayne inspired, wonder bread, communion wafer, goose approved, ebt accepted.