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Showing posts with label American graffiti. Show all posts
Showing posts with label American graffiti. Show all posts
February 10, 2012
October 18, 2011
September 20, 2011
GAME. SET. MATCH
There’s “getting up” and then there’s GETTING UP. MSK/AWR has taken to the skies above Los Angeles City Hall this afternoon in a not so subtle “how you like them apples” at District Attorney, Carmen Trutanich. Various skywriting-equipped planes zoomed around the building, taunting it as if King Kong, expertly placing each member of the crews names in a familiar Hollywood sign white. With the Heal the Bay controversy still fresh, and Trutanich’s zero tolerance policy on art, October is shaping up to be an artistic pennant race. The mastermind behind the statement, SABER, is no stranger to going big. His 1997 piece on the banks of the LA River is the largest graffiti piece to date.
Photography: Willie T
Labels:
American graffiti,
Los Angeles,
real talk,
Real Talker,
Saber
April 6, 2011
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