This fine work is by the LA-based Shark Toof, who happened to be in town for the opening of Urban Osmosis show at Space Gallery.  If you want to check out the show, which also features the works of Eddie Colla, GATS, Zoltron, Chor Boogie and others, you'll have to get over to Space by Jan 31st.

(photo by Everyday Dude)

Creating perhaps the most important tag of 2011, Pizza Monster made a visit to Serrano's during a recent Mission sidewalk graffiti spree.  Also of note, Arinell and Escape did not earn the Monster tag of approval, which should tell you everything you need to know about Mission slice shops (namely, they're all meh but Serrano's has been know to hold it down).

Last night, I found myself riding down the bikelaneless Divisadero when the senseless tragedy pictured above stopped me right in my fixed-gear bicycle tracks.  In a mere 24 hours, the Harding Theater went from a pleasant Henry Gunderson mural to the colorful, somewhat rad monstrosity that it is now.  Is this just a way for taggers to tell SF “no, THIS is how you vandalize a mural”?  Or perhaps Henry himself did this for publicity and/or to make a statement against Gallery Heist for painting over the previous mural?  Either way, it's becoming increasingly obvious that the space won't be able to have murals for the foreseeable future.

With that, perhaps it is time for Gallery Heist to admit they have done gone fucked up, pissed off a lot of muralists and taggers alike, and just turn it into a public art wall.  After all, if the marketing geniuses trying to rebrand Western Addition to NOPA really want their neighborhood to be the next “bohemian” 'hood safe for people who spend 25 bucks for brunch, they'll have to realize that all world-class hipster favelas have art walls.  Central Square in Cambridge, MA has “The Wall.”  Pretty much any surface in Green Point or NYC's Meatpacking District is fair game.  And let's not forget Valencia's Art Wall.  Plus, I could look at those RACECAR tags all day.

(photo by Fecal Face, who's snap is far better than the crummy cameraphone pic I snapped)

A few months ago, a rather sizeable drawing was wheatpasted over a fairly trashed Clarion Alley mural. Now, I'm sure we can all agree that a mural being vandalized is a time for mourning, but this is the most wonderfully progressive, stereotypically liberal, professorial response to 'vandalism' I've had the pleasure of setting my intoxicated eyes on in quite some time.  This isn't the standard “for shame, you farking hipsters, for shame” that we typically see.  No, this is your thesis advisor telling you that “your work is good, but I feel you could strive for more.”

Plus, those frownie faces are a gift from the gods themselves.