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The pandemic has changed a lot about the way I live my life, and it has definitely changed my relationship to art. During the months when galleries and museums were closed, I turned to the galleries of the streets for inspiration, and spent hours each week walking and documenting what I saw. I discovered that many street artists were inspired by the experience of isolation due to Covid, and the increasingly dystopian nature of society imposed by the previous administration, to step-up the surreal nature of their creations. One new artist I kept seeing all over the city, whose work moved me immediately, was called Eye Sticker. Of course, the Eye is Pink.
Eye Sticker (also known as EYE) is an anonymous, gender-unspecified persona whose work often centers on a familiar, pop-culture image distinguished by the inclusion of a bright Pink Eye with an x-shaped iris at its center. The first work I saw by Eye Sticker was a paste up on St. Mark’s Place in the East Village, where I live. The piece depicted Dump as a Troll Doll, with a shock of pink hair and beady pink eyes that looked like those drawn by cartoonists to indicate that a person or animal is deceased. Appropriate, I thought.
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While the Worley Gig tries to stay out of politics (for the most part), it is no secret that I am a left-leaning lady who has no love for the Orange Clown in the Whitehouse who’s been destroying our country with his relentless stupidity and corruption for the past four years. I’m so over it. It was my pleasure to wait on line for 2 and 1/2 hours on a Saturday to get my early vote in and get this piece of shit out. Biden / Harris for The Win, Baby.
I had fun sifting through my previously-unpublished street art photo archives to find a few good images to post here. Enjoy!
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Ah, pandemic-themed street art: I love it. Slum Sex (spray-painted sometimes in Pink, and sometimes not) is a tag by renegade street artist Schizo 27 (@shizo27), who is a member of the 2wo 7even Bandits; a crew that actually rejects the name ‘crew’ and instead refer to themselves as a team of art ‘Bandits.’ This, I also love. All members of the 2wo 7even Bandits add the number 27 to their tags.
The 2wo 7even Bandits occasionally hold free Street Art Shows, where they paint discarded items (also known as trash) and buyers can pick up anything that strikes their fancy. Follow them on Instagram (@2wo_7even_bandits), for more information!
Photographed in Freeman Alley!
Here’s a new artwork by street artist SacSix that you’re probably already seeing all over the city. Break Through depicts the instantly recognizable hand of Mickey Mouse making the Peace Sign, where his two fingers literally ‘break through’ the fabric of the white glove he wears. Pretty heavy. According to the artist, “2020 is the time to break through the white glove of racism and oppression. Time for Equality. Justice. Peace. RIP George.” This piece is a ‘sign of the times’ if there ever was one.
Above Images Photographed in Freeman Alley, NYC.
Here it is Again, Sharing Space With an Outdoor Cafe on Mercer Street in Soho.
In the past few weeks, the city streets have become a canvas for protest art spawned in the wake of George Floyd’s murder by the police. On one of my regular evening walks this week, I spotted this small mural of George’s likeness, bearing the words ‘justice’ and ‘coexist,’ at the corner of First Avenue and East 13th Street. You can see that someone has placed a prayer candle on the sidewalk in front of the mural, but it’s easy to miss if you aren’t paying attention, because the mural sits below eye level.
This mural is entitled Justice, and it was painted by New York-based Japanese artist Dragon 76 (@dragon76art). Update: As of July 25th, 2020, this mural has been painted-over as a black background with the word “CoExist” in white. New photo below!
Everyone should be familiar with the basic facts of how George Floyd died, but it case you aren’t, you can read it in the above photo. This is one of a series of stickers posted along Avenue B with the names and stories of black people who have lost their lives to police brutality and racially motivated violence. It is extremely sobering but also inspiring to join this call for justice.
Say Their Names.
In the windows of closed businesses, merchants and residents stand in solitary with our African American neighbors.
Let us not allow this moment in time to pass without enacting real change, starting within ourselves.
I found this one in Freeman Alley.
George Floyd’s sacrifice will not be in vein.
Rest In Peace.
If you travel all the way to the back end of Freeman Alley (right by the city’s most secret restaurant) you may still be able to find this Astronaut floating amid a constellation of stickers, stencils and paste ups, accompanied by the phrase “Fly me to the moon!” spray painted in vibrant pink. How delightful. The artist, Poet (#poetwastaken on Instagram) offers that, “the astronaut is both an ode to Ol’ Blue Eyes‘ lyric of love, yet a modern nod to the Coachella Moon Man.” “After all,” he concludes, ” love is out of this world!” Amen to that!