Archive for January, 2010

T.G.I.Friday (art collecting)

Finna try to relax over the weekend- too bad there’s never ending work to be done.

Been spending too much money on art and shit…

Got a couple of these Saber mini-prints. They’re editions of 15 and hand printed using carved linoleum blocks, not silkscreen. They’re also sold out now… snoozers!

Sometimes it becomes difficult to resist buying toys too…  I recently acquired the KidRobot x KRink newspaper box (edition of 500), the Medicom FUTURA 400% Unkle Pointman (Pink), and a Mark Bodé “Lizard Scarecrow” from the Wizard of Oz x Bodé comic book.

All this shit looks dope next to that little Augor canvas from his Upper Playground solo show and that Tastes Like Gold drawing from his recent show in Portland and my Stay High 149 canvas I got from him at an old Scion gallery in Culver City.  Sometimes it’s the smallest things that are the easiest to enjoy!

Even the boxes art tight!

Got a shitload of vinyl stickers back on deck yesterday…
This should last the WHOLE weekend! Ha!

Made a few the old-fashion way too…

ATLANTA gets slapped & capped.  (note that bullet shot under the stickers)

We drink and smoke too much in L.A.

Just started working on something for my nephew.  Young money is only one year old- but this will help him learn to read and embellish letter structures.


Small Donation to the Streets

Something small that may add to our urban landscape.

The Law of Conservation of Energy

The Law of Conservation of Energy states that energy cannot be created or destroyed,
but can change its form.

The total quantity of matter and energy available in the universe is a fixed amount and
never any more or less.

I kinda feel like nothing is really that eyebrow raising to me right now.
Seems like so many things beloved to me are REGRESSING to unimpressive or a “standard” state.
Which if anyone knows me- I feel that medicrity is worse than failure.  CHUUUUURCH.

I guess that’s why we started The $tatus Faction.
I know my homie Nos, Phylo and Asend keep my creative side alive.

It gets exhausting seeing the same stuff over and over and over and over again.
Then to see all the unflattering forms of imitation that dilute what was once original…  it becomes bleak.
Too many heads hiding in the safety net, hiding behind icons and familiarity.
Must everything have a recipe?

The $tatus WHO!?!?!

Steady Mobbing…

Ninja Turtle Pipe Shopping…

Not in the market for a piece, but saw these Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle (crack?) pipes for sale— collect ’em all!

If you DO feel like shopping— check out the products in our ONLINE STORE, you can find something real dope!

Echo Park Sunset

5:20pm, Sun Jan. 24th 2010