Just spotted this piece of artistic genius carved and painted into the sidewalk outside of La Rondalla. I'm sure this thing has been there for a few years, but I'm generally clueless of my surroundings so I'm only just seeing it now.
Read the goddamn title of the post. It's a wall covered in pink rabbits in the Haight, which is a neighborhood that represents some sort of hellish dystopian San Francisco overrun by Humboldt kids begging for a dime and not paying for shitty ice cream at Ben & Jerry's.
(pic by We Build This City, which is a rare tumblr that isn't exclusively about 10-year-old girls reblogging shitty photos of anorexic hipster shitheads standing in front of ponds)
I guess it was only a matter of time before muralists got into the celebratory spirit. Mark Bode, who happens to have a cracked-out website, painted the piece pictured above on Columbus at Powell. Unfortunately, this crappy cameraphone pic shot from inside of a bus is the only complete shot of the mural, so we're all going to have to wait for some flickr friends to schlep up to North Beach to take a better photo for us.
Another unknown artist put this piece up on the side of a building on Geneva, just south of McLaren Park. Since it features Brian Wilson looking like he's about to stare an orgasm into a woman and a Japanimationed Lincecum, I'm going to have to deem it “good stuff.”
Dickchicken, who, through anonymity and satire, has risen to be the Banksy of Brooklyn, was just interviewed by The Workbook Project. While watching a guy drawing penis shafts for three minutes is usually reason enough to watch a short, he does offer up some incite into his work. For example, he basically confirms what we all could have guessed: drawing a chicken with a penis for a head wasn't originally intended to have a higher meaning; he just wanted everyone to have a good laugh. Also, he admits he feels like “an idiot” when thinking about the future of Dickchicken, which probably is the only reasonable emotion a man in his position could feel.