Today I'd like to present a set of four smaller-focus works. Notice I said "focus." These are all pretty big, size wise, but they don't have quite as much development as other things that I tend to throw up on the wall here.
|Artist unattributed, Lord Is My Shield, paint on storage building.|
This one is found on Heliotrope Drive, on the side of a shed that has been a bike shop, a gift store, a storage place, and many other things over the years. It's one of those works that are 50% poetry and 50% visual, rather like Chinese scroll paintings that have poetry on them. A limited palette here, as you will see on the others as well.
|Artist Kim Do?, Monochrome Aquarium, paint on beauty supply outlet.|
This here is to be found on a beauty supply store in nearby K-Town. We've got an artist's mark there, as well as a phone number. (The family name looks like Kim to me, but I think there's maybe one stroke too many for that to be the case.) Apologies... This here is entire store front in just plain black and white--it's quite striking to walk past it on a bright sunny day as I did. It's a ink-splashy aquarium of a sort.
|Artist Heck2Late, My Name, paint on riot doors.|
Here on Hollywood Blvd. we've got more adornment of a commercial building. This is name art on roll-up steel riot doors. Limited palatte of brown and gold. Us Old-School Long Beach State alums relate to these colors (used to be our athletic colors). There's other name art facing this parking lot, but this is the most expertly executed of them all.
And here's a reprise of a work on Melrose that I presented before, but when I drove by this last weekend I noticed they got rid of the iron fence they previously had in front of it. So here is Spy vs. Spy by Jerkface once again, unimpeded. Again a near monochromatic palette.
I hope you're all enjoying a wonderful week as we wind down to the end. I've got a band concert to play this Sunday afternoon. I'd invite you, but nobody ever comes. Unfortunately when the ol' bassoon goes into the case afterward, it's going to stay there for several months (or possibly years) as I have to spend time other projects of life that must be dealt with. It's been fun finding my "fagotto soul" over the last decade and a half, but you learn that episodes, interests, and even people in your live have a season, and you must know when something else calls you to its attention.
We'll see you next week with more art God willing and the crick don' rise...