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...

RIPO Shouts Back

Everytime I check in on Ripo I'm amazed at the amount of work he's put out. Like this rad new piece slapped up on the banks of the Barcelona port.

Aside from Ripo's clean lettering is his success in saying something with his letters. Here's an excerpt from Ripo's site about the below pic.

For years this was a spot I could go to paint with friends and visitors with little stress except the wind blowing our pieces across the wall. Literally hundreds of artists had painted this kilometer stretch of cement (front and back) separating the Barcelona port from the Mediterranean Sea. Layer upon layer of beautiful artwork was created, faded by the sun and seawater, and repainted, giving life, color, meaning, and history to what would have been a barren stretch of cement. That is until they finished constructing the new towering W Hotel a few months ago. Along with this luxury hotel came one of the biggest washes of Grey paint and powerblasting I’ve ever seen. The ENTIRE wall, front and back, was cleaned to a boring grey slab. So Much History had been Erased so that those at the hotel can feel like we were never there.

NEVS in Hunters Point, SF

Playing with found wood down at Pelican Point.

Construction Typography

Typographical remix in the bed steezy. Working concept using found objects on site.

Right Side of the Tracks

Some things are just better on the west...