Art - The Streets

The Freak is Back

— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |

April is right around the corner, so you know what that means: it's motherfucking baseball-related graffiti season.  As you can see, 24th and Bryant is itchy for Opening Day and has already busted out the fine arts degree, x-acto knife, and wheatpaste.  Presumably, we can look forward to months of “FEAR THE BEARD” scrawled on walls, portraits of Lincecum pasted along Valencia, tribute murals painted on previously blank surfaces, and orange and black everything, leading up to everyone lighting the Mission on fire come November.

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Been Digging the Recent Uptick in Fart Graffiti on Valencia

— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |

For some reason flatulence-related tags are all the rage right now, presumably because the city's Peter Pan complex has finally caught up with our lust for radical self-expression and Dadaist approach to bodily functions.  Regardless, I dig.

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OH, YEAAHH!

— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |

Back when I went to Brandeis (a Jewish college), someone hung posters around campus of Kool-Aid Man smashing through the Israeli apartheid wall West Bank barrier while yelling out “OH, YEAAHH!”  I thought it was the funniest thing in the world.  Most of the other kids on campus did not.

I'm not really sure what the Kool-Aid Man smashing through the chest of a Kiss makeup-wearing Jesus means, other than the fact that he's obviously the new mascot for smashing religion with a distinct strawberry flavor, but I sure do like it.

Sign of the Apocalypse #87: Deranged Warlock Assassin Spotted Canoodling with Exotic Cat at Ocean Beach

— By Zach Perkins |

Much like spotting an image of the Virgin Mary in your moldy toast, THIS MEANS SOMETHING.  (via Ocean Beach Bulletin)

Sometime over the last few weeks, an image of the-oh-so-deluded-and-egotistical-one riding a tiger that he may or may not milk for blood, appeared at Ocean Beach.  This sign presumably signals his impending arrival in late April, during which he will attempt to rob you of your money in exchange for listening to him ramble about nothing and chain smoke for 2 hours; and all during an event named after something overwhelmingly phallic and abbrasive.  

That is if he even shows up, which I'm hoping he doesn't; I left LA almost as fast as I got there for a reason.

Hang Out With Blek le Rat This Afternoon

— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |

Blek le Rat, one of the early pioneers of stencil graffiti, is giving a free two-hour lecture at 2pm today as part of Free University at Viracocha (21st and Valencia):

The Free University Art School is very fortunate, and proud to present the very prolific street artist Blek le Rat on his journey around the world. He stops here with us for an extensive two hour presentation, sharing his masterful stencil art with the people of The Free University of San Francisco. Blek will tell his story, share his insurgent spirit, show his work and may even create some stencil art live in person.

Hot shit!  Find out more info over at White Walls Gallery's blog.

[Sorry for the late notice, I only just found out about this myself.]

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