Wednesday, November 3, 2010
I love this shit. In NYC, 103 graffiti artists, over 18 months in the making, descended into a forgotten, incomplete NYC subway station to take part in a super-secret graffiti gallery show. It had a one night opening, and was/is a closely guarded secret. If you were working there, fell down hard in the night and broke your leg, nobody would be around to hear you call for help.
I love that it brings the graffiti art back to its roots, pulling away from the recent acceptance and commercialization of the underground art form:
There is a certain type of person that the urban art movement has bred that enjoys the adventure as much as the art. Where else do you see a creative person risking themselves legally, financially, physically and creatively?”
Yuppers, as soon as it hits the NY Times, it's over. I just got this in my email box from a reliable source: