Erick Scarecrow and Dasco
Jim Mahfood, David Foox, Dasco
(More photos coming really soon!)
Erick Scarecrow and Dasco
Jim Mahfood, David Foox, Dasco
(More photos coming really soon!)
“Dasco and the rest of the fam over at The Mongrel are bringing a much more aware and enlightened understanding of graffiti and street art to the internet. It is always nice to have alternatives, especially when the alternatives stay ahead of the curve and put a premium on knowledge of the community they represent.
The Mongrel is our current choice of alternative. Peep the interview with NUNCA…”
“Brazilian street artist Nunca addresses the effect of globalization on a society caught between exporting its culture and embracing foreign products. Blunt expressions are engraved into the walls of Brazil, doused in paint and branded with the logo of Naique (NIKE). His characters are frozen in a struggle to maintain the authentic culture of Brazil while adapting to an influx of foreign goods on the global market.”
Dear Mr. President,
I know you are busy packing your bags right now. In fact, so busy it is said that you were unable to accommodate our next president with an early move in so his kids could be settled prior to the start of school. You were never a big fan of helping black kids go to school so this does not come as a surprise to me.
I wanted to take this time to write to you today because I feel there is some important things you need to keep in mind on these last days. It is these last days that you still can ignore the American people, and go about your business in that arrogant demeanor that has come to characterize you as a president. So take a deep breath and enjoy it… because some things might come as a big shock to you upon leaving.
Mr. President, it has been said by many of your supporters (I believe they still account for 3.5% of America) that you may be an unpopular president now, but that history will remember you fondly. Your supporters have the audacity to remind me that Lincoln at the time of his presidency, was unpopular for freeing the slaves. They feel that the current accusations by most which state that you were utterly negligent with your handling of well everything will be viewed differently come the future. Example of ‘everything’ are but not limited to:
-The Katrina disaster, not to mention your botched Where’s Waldo attempt at finding weapons of mass destruction during that silly little invasion of Iraq, oh also introducing the Patriot Act which stripped this country of some of our major liberties set forth by our founding fathers yet gives you Mr. President the power of a dictator, not to mention your handling of the terror attacks on September 11th, 2001 which birthed the Patriot Act, the sheer fact that you have been unable to locate, capture, and kill Osama Bin Laden, even the fact that your inauguration day was cut short due to the mass protests because the fact is, regardless if you were even elected democratically, the point is you were assigned the presidency by the Supreme Court… It is the little things like these that your supporters say will be seen in a different light and that history will prove you right. History will reflect on you fondly Mr. President. I know you are concerned with your legacy so I wanted to let you in on a little thing you’ve probably missed in the past eight years… It’s called “Youtube.”
Mr. President Youtube is a website that allows viewers to upload their own videos, and other people’s videos… like news stories… that can shed some hard hitting, fact checked, proof of your negligent, arrogant, incoherent, possibly drunk, cowboy like behavior. See in the past a president’s legacy was easier to attain because history so far has been written by the powerful and stored in big, heavy, boring encyclopedias. The problem is that this pesky internet allows history to be written by the people. Let me take you on a brief tour.
Remember your innaguaration? Look at all the nice folks that came out to the streets to welcome you!
Here is video of where you were and how you reacted on the morning of September 11th, 2001 when our country was attacked by terrorists. Thanks for taking your time. I know you don’t like to rush into things.
Speaking of not rushing into things. Here is some video of Katrina. I know it took you a while to get there so here is some video of all the fun you missed.
Oh man! How ’bout those pesky weapons of mass destruction? What’s the deal with those silly things?
Anyhow, to conclude Mr. President like many, I raise my shoe to you. I believe it is a sign of endearment. Here is one last video.
Take it easy down there in Texas buddy.
I promise to never forget you as long as I live.
To quickly address all the internetland hype and drama between bombers, pasters, lovers, and haters, stemming from the post on WK Interact in Miami… lets get some basic facts straight.
I’m not here to speak about the “rules” of the street.
Personally I do not care.
Let’s talk about more interesting things like evolution, hypocrisy, and artistic merit.
When I was twelve years old I used to tag up everything I could find with “Klown.” I was twelve.
At some point grown men need to stop writing on things.
Or if you must, at least step up your game a little.
Graffiti isn’t a new concept. It has been found on the ruins of the ancient Roman city of Pompeii.
To address some of the comments left on this site, yes, bombers started in the Bronx in the eighties… but in no way does this credit you as being O.G.’s with preferential treatment in the street. It’s not like you are from Pompeii, know what I mean?
To add, this idea that bomb graffiti some how has “historical” relevance over wheat pasters is absurd. Let’s talk about evolution. After reading the comments its important to me that I share with you that wheat paste has been around for a very long time. As a matter of fact, it was once the only way for the common man to express himself. Wheat paste gave a voice to the voiceless. The ingredients are simple and inexpensive. The message can be profound. This has evolved into an animal of its own, but it is evolution, you know… (the thing that gives bombers that opposable thumb that lets them hold that aerosol can) that is to credit for wheat paste. And wheat paste came first.
(Notice the pleasant two inch borders providing room for everybody. Team work kids! Okay, not to contradict myself but the friendliness amongst wheat pasters here makes me want to puke a little.)
Now, in regards to the closed mindedness of the community of bombers. The initial explosion of bomb graffiti in the eighties that swamped New York City was the psychological result of daily turmoil, excess, and anxiety that once occurred in this concrete jungle so many of us call home. Puerto Rican kids in the Bronx suddenly had the same power, notoriety, and relevance as the rich and powerful neighbors that they crammed into the subways with. Again, it is a voice for the voiceless.
What is fascinating is that the bombers of 2008 no longer live in this same New York. Rather than moving on and growing together in a city better equipped (garbage men aren’t on strike these days) this community continues to gravitate towards grabbing up land and property like prisoners and blocking out the voices of others. Isn’t that contrary to what this whole subconscious movement was about in the first place?
Let me also say that as someone that documents the street, what you see on this site under “New York Streets” is the cream of the crop. Most everything on the street is pretty boring to me. That goes for wheat pasters too. The ability for an image to be captivating enough to photograph is the same terrain that curators, appraisers, and buyers use for evaluating art. This is called “merit”. And as far as merit is concerned, most street artists far outweigh the juvenile nature of most bomb graffiti. That is why you will mostly see wheat pasters and stencil artists on this website. If you like bomb graffiti then go to Bombin Magazine’s website. I go there a lot myself.
Lastly, I just want to reiterate that our world is at war. We are witnessing the emergence of a president that knows all of his ABC’s… and yet, fools are still walking around like cavemen that missed the evolution train. Here is a picture of a piece I did for Art Basel in Miami in 2007.
The installation was an attempt to find a way to express the spirituality that exists in new urbanism; a spirituality that runs through me as a consumer. Built on found items including garbage on the street and torn pieces of wheat pasted posters, the objects were collaged into mixed media installations and exist as illustrations of socio economic issues. By using collage, each piece explores the possibility of finding spirituality in a contemporary urban environment through the repurposing of found items. Along each cut of paper is an entire life of the object. Branded, marketed, discarded, paper becomes trash, once as advertisement, and now as art. The ultimate result of each piece is a reincarnation, or a third generation of the object, sampled like in hip hop, reconnected like energy, the art becomes a reconciliation of various elements into a narrative. Once inert garbage is now breathing life.
Look how Gaia gets bombed over and simply comes back and pastes another head like a champ. Rather than just going over the bomber, his actions only add a new context, an energy, an atmosphere that is an ongoing narrative. This is what draws me to street art, not petty feuds.
Michael Mararian killed it Friday night with “Les Enfantes Diabolique” at McCaig Welles Gallery in Brooklyn. Nobody paints blood like Michael. If you missed last week’s interview with him, definitely check it out here.
Steve Lew, Michael Mararian, Laura Robertson, Kevin Bourgeois, Dasco
(Photo credits: Laura E. Robertson)
If you are lucky enough to be in Miami this week for Art Basel make sure you check out all the Gen Art craziness! Galleries exhibited are Carmichael Gallery, M Modern Gallery, Pop Art Studios, Thinkspace Gallery, Yves Laroche Gallery, Antikulture (one of the best galleries in Miami), as well as Satellite Gallery, and the “KNOW” exhibition!
Check out the above photo of Peat Wollaeger exhibiting at Antikulture during last year’s Art Basel extravaganza with El Ganas, and the weird guy that runs this here website. My work is the box head things to the right of Peat. Art Basel is one of the greatest things to ever happen to South Florida… well, other than the cocaine boom in the eighties. Hope everyone is having a beautiful time!
“This past Saturday, a group of animal-mask-clad artists — David and Jennifer of FOOX, Julie Kaye, Peter Chang, Dan Barojas, Babychicken, DASCO and Stephen Snow — took part in a walking exhibition around New York City, The Art of Walk. The crew carried their pieces with them from Union Square to SoHo, with stops along the way in galleries like Jonathan LeVine and Deitch. Here are some pics from the roving art show.”
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