4oct15. London, UK.
“On September 26, 2014, 43 male students from the Ayotzinapa Rural Teachers’ College went missing in Iguala, Guerrero, Mexico. According to official reports, they commandeered several buses and traveled to Iguala that day to hold a protest at a conference led by the mayor’s wife. During the journey local police intercepted them and a confrontation ensued. Details of what happened during and after the clash remain unclear, but the official investigation concluded that once the students were in custody, they were handed over to the local Guerreros Unidos (“United Warriors”) crime syndicate and presumably killed. Mexican authorities claimed Iguala’s mayor, José Luis Abarca Velázquez (es), and his wife María de los Ángeles Pineda Villa, masterminded the abduction.” (wiki)
In Shoreditch, London, UK, a graffiti writer from Mexico paid homage to the 43 men, adding their names into the piece.
3/4oct15. London, UK.
Shoreditch London is experiencing some ‘Gentrification Tension’ and is letting off steam by conducting things like the ‘Fuck Parade,’ a protest march through the streets of Shoreditch last weekend, throwing paint, daubing ‘scum’ on the walls of hipster, gentrifying locales…especially targeting the Cereal Killer Café, a hipster haven that pretentiously sells bowls of cereal for £4.40 (you can get a whole box for less than that in the supermarket) and people queue up for it! AND graffiti artists have joined in and are putting out pieces like this one by artist Tee WAT. It’s a play on Banksy’s famous flower thrower and it shows a bearded hipster (looking much like the twin Irish brothers who own the Cereal Killer Café) wearing Birkenstocks and heaving a box of Corn Flakes…
3oct15. London, UK.
Attended Brooklyn-based abstract artist Julian Rapp’s first London show last night at Clerkenwell Gallery. I admitted to him that I wasn’t expecting much, as I am a self-professed street art snob/devotee. “You thought this was going to be street art?!” he asked. I said “No! That’s the whole point. I wasn’t expecting to be so drawn to all of these pieces.” It’s a fabulous display of work, it really is. Abstract sitting/standing/reclining nudes, wildflowers, fruit, gray skies, and a boxing match. What? Yes.
The pieces are affordable and for the record, I’m saying these are an investment. This artist is going to break out.
“Julian, why did you call this show ‘New Work?'” He replied, “Because it’s all new work.” Well said, Julian.
Check out his show at The Clerkenwell Gallery at 20 Clerkenwell Green, running through October 11th. Curated by the passionate, approachable Laura Lea.
1oct15. London, UK.
Each one of us is alone in the world… We seek pitifully to convey to others the treasures of our heart, but they have not the power to accept them, and so we go lonely, side by side but not together, unable to know our fellows and unknown by them. ~W. Somerset Maugham, The Moon and Sixpence, 1919
30sep15. London, UK.
Man is almost mad—mad because he is seeking something which he has already got; mad because he’s not aware of who he is; mad because he hopes, desires and then ultimately, feels frustrated. Frustration is bound to be there because you cannot find yourself by seeking; you are already there. The seeking has to stop, the search has to drop…. ~Osho
29sep15. London, UK.