Daily Bread

It seems more like an occasional roll than a daily bread but here's the pick that's tickled my fancy this week

Supply and Demand

I first blogged about New Klara after stumbling upon her first bombing. Her second bombing is an absolute blast. Diverse, a little reminiscent of the great Phoenix, and well crafted. She knows how to work cardboard!

Vetti Live in Fitzroy

What a buzz to meet another blogger with a passion for their locality and a need to meet where the coffee is good.  99 problems, Johnson St Collingwood now joins a short list of golden brews in Fitzroy.  Well in Collingwood strictly but just shy of Fitzroy, in territory I am slowly claiming as my own.  I feel confident that if we ever meet again we will never suffer overdrawn bitter extractions, on either of our suggestion.  Now I know I am teetering on the edge of "pissing in each others pocket", but seriously, thank you Vetti for another piece of the puzzle (Irk's cardboard eyes).  They are now in the correct Flickr set.  I am left thinking I should have picked your brain just a little bit more.  Next time we might make it a Flasher Live In Northcotte.  A few shots from my walk home: Rone, Bird Brain, and an unknown paste up you just might be able to help me with...

Ruskidd under code S-701A

I turned the corner out of laziness really, autopilot. There is never anything new around it. There is always change in the laneway adjacent, but not here. Or at least there never used to be, until Ruskidd took it to a whole 'nother level...

For the love of aerosol

It doesn't get any better than dappled light, crisp air, the sun rising into a blue sky, the smell of aerosol paint and the work of an artist. Can't wait to see this piece completed.

Daily Bread

High quality morning through drizzling rain, mud and puddles.  Water seeping through my sneakers. Cold feet, wet socks, and warm coffee.

Daily Bread

Daily Bread

The Inaugural daily selection of favorites from the day

The Artist's Canvas

How is social media interacting with and affecting the evolution of street art? It would be easier to consider how street artists interact with social media.  This question is harder.  My answer is that social media changes the intention.  It changes, or can change, the purpose of the action.  I won't bore you with a dialogue about "what is street art" or the even less interesting debate about "graffiti versus street art".  But I will give you a series of vignettes that might spark your own train of thought.  

Part One: I was walking the trail one brisk morning when a poster of a photo caught my eye. 

I noticed it because I love anything on an abandoned piece of furniture.  Flash back to my piece with Nufevah all over a sideboard, and other furniture enhancements.  The poster had a blog address.  I made a note to look it up.  The blog referenced to a notion of the street as an artist's canvas.  It linked me to a photographer's page.   I am advertising him today.  

Part Two:  I was walking the trail on any given day.  Using my incredible powers of detective genius I stumbled across a new crop of work, sighed/smiled/said 'yay', took a photo, uploaded it to facebook where legions of fans 'liked' it.  Okay that's the dream sequence recollection.  But the part about seeing the art, saying yay, and posting it is true.   I raced home (dream sequence the Parkour), uploaded it to Flickr and Picasa, and ruminated for a day before blogging about it.  The artist themselves "favourited" the photograph on Flickr, "Liked" it on Facebook, and tagged themselves so friends could see.  They commented on my blog with a post to their blog.

Part Three: It was 1980 something.  There was no Internet.  I was the "disaffected youth".  With a black texta and feint smell of dope I scrawled on a concrete wall "Get Grugged" and drew a simple image of Grugg.  In 1985 photographer Rennie Ellis wrote a book called Australian Graffiti, and there was Grugg. Years away from its creation and miles from my intention.  I am now promoting Rennie's blog.  Blogs were not even a glint in the Internet's eye when Rennie wrote the book. 

Post Script: I do know the artist who did that, but I am definitely too young to be said artist! 

Know your Fruit and Vegetables

Something strange has been happening lately. At first I thought it was just me, but no, it's you! You've gone all whimsical. Random photos, cute animals, tongue in cheek paste ups. I am grateful for the informative posters about vegetables - my menu planning has been easy. And thank you to the person with the crazy cardboard eyes, I have had a great thrill with each new discovery. What next?