Words.

Hey have y’all seen this awesome article about São Paulo graffiti in this month’s JungleDrums magazine? Seems ‘interesting’ and ‘really well written’, huh? But seriously. At least the pictures are nice.

For those of you who couldn’t make it . . .

. . . and for those of you who did make it but couldn’t see anything because it was real dark and busy, here are the two pics of mine that are currently hanging on the wall in 99 hanover as part of the latest installment of ’99 hanover projects’, a series of exhibitions, this one being photographic.

A New Understanding.

Went along to see Adam Neate‘s solo show at Elms Lesters next to John’s yard off Tottenham Court Road this afternoon. It’s a wicked little gallery and Mr. Neate is what we in the amateur art criticism world refer to as a ‘bad-ass motherfucker’.

If the name rings a bell it’s probably because just over a year ago he gave away a load of artworks (estimated value: ‘a milli’) by just leaving them in the street around London.

Bad News Travels Fast (2009)

I’ve never seen a solo show of his before and to be honest some of his straight-up paintings are pretty mediocre. But the mixed media numbers that use spray-paint, sculpted cardboard and some ‘found object’ stuff like shoes, beer cans and newspapers are off the hizzle. Bad News Travels Fast was a personal favourite, but his Virgin Mary in transparent, flourescent perspex was double dope, too.

Highly, highly recommended. Check some mo’ fo’ to’s on the flick-her if you can’t reach.

Gone In… about two weeks

Throughout the month of August, Edinburgh’s Under The Stairs is hosting an exhibition of Polaroids by our very own Sam Luntley. It’s a great little bar, just off the Grassmarket, and needless to say the photos themselves are average at best top drawer. If I were you, I’d go and have a butchers.