Another in the Random Files series. Spent the last three days following the progress of a new mural going up in Bushwick for The Bushwick Collective. Chilean born artist, Dasic Fernandez has created a masterpiece. Entitled “Hand of Protest”, it is the second mural with a political message to appear in the collective in recent months. (the other being a work by the Iranian pair, Icy and Sot)
With a sharp, surrealistic style and a use of colors that makes the hairs on the back of your neck tingle, Dasic is a master of the art of the spray can.
You can find Dasic’s work in various places throughout the city. These are all located within a few blocks of each other in Bushwick.
“The Venus of Bushwick”
Back to the work in progress. First up covering a wall which most recently had a piece by acclaimed German Artist, Case MaClaim. Another facet of street art, pieces exist for a limited time. Sometimes saying goodbye is bitter sweet even though there is excitement and anticipation for a new work, many a masterpiece is layered in the colors below.
So, no more words, just the work.
a piece from Dan Witz remains, tucked into the corner.
Here it is, the final post from the Bushwick Block Party. This one is all about the Fumeroism.
I followed this work for a couple of weeks as it came to life. Rain kept getting in the way and then he went too high and had to pretty much redo the whole thing. But in the end a baby was born. I will let him tell you a little bit about the piece in his own words:
Ok, first thing, before we go any farther this posting comes with a soundtrack… so if you want the complete experience:
Ahhh, thats better… And now we can proceed in the right mood.
Another great aspect of Street Art is how it can and does bring the world together. Artists from all over the world came to paint on Sunday, including Damien Mitchell, now a Brooklynite but originally an Aussie. His contribution to the Collective is brought to you below in a series showing the progress and eventual completion of his tribute to Nina Simone.
And the other wonderful thing, the artists didn’t just paint on Sunday. Over the last few weeks they have left their mark in many other places. So as a treat I leave you with another work by Damien Mitchell.
When I started taking photos, people were the bane of my existence. I would wait and struggle to try to capture every scene with the minimal amount of human involvement possible. I am not exactly sure when the change happened, perhaps it was in a cab one early morning driving through Harlem. Or maybe it was on a hot summer’s night in Times Square, but at some point someone wandered into my frame and into my consciousness and what was once an annoyance became a gift, a gift that NYC gives often and sometimes with great humor.
So it is the gift of the people in the next few captures. The perfect timing of those that entire the frame for that fleeting moment, just a brief second in time that will never be recreated. Perhaps that is the real attraction, capturing something that can never happen again and making it mine in some small way.
So many discoveries around every corner and so many great artists showing work in one place.
Even more to come.. check into tomorrow for another installment.
The Bushwick Collective has grown by leaps and bounds in a very short time. It was born out of one man’s attempt to find something to replace the graffiti he was constantly forced to cover on his family business. It has become a thriving street art gallery with painters coming from all over the world to transform its many walls.
Street art is here to stay, it has entered our mainstream lives just like rock music and blue jeans. It is nice seeing it embraced to make a positive change in a community. Greedy landowners, take notice… 5pointz will come back to haunt you.
A street artist must be willing to allow their work to fall prey to the elements, to become something different than sometimes intended and they must be willing to allow others to collaborate on their creations. Because of this many pieces become their best selves as they fall victim to time.
When I photograph street art I always hope I do it justice. I never want to steal their work but to show it through another’s eyes and preserve it in time. At some point everyone should experience it in person. The size and scale of some pieces add to the overall experience and are often an important element in the message the artist is trying to convey.
Every street promises a new discovery. Since we visited last year so many more new pieces have appeared. And still more to see on our walk so, as with last time,
Welcome to a world of adventure brought to you by the MTA. Every NYer will tell you there are those certain weekends throughout the year that take on a whole new meaning. Getting from point A to point B becomes an exercise in patience and futility. And when you finally reach your intended destination you feel like someone should hand you a metal, a warming blanket and a nice hot shower with lysol.
So of course, yesterday I had to go to Bushwick, it would be an adventure, we will learn how to outwit the MTA …yeah I had all those thoughts. You can stop laughing now.
We started with a walk to Queens Plaza, several subway stations later and with the kindness of a booth worker we made it to Bushwick.
Knickerbocker Avenue was bustling and full of wonderful smells, colors and sounds. A Saturday afternoon with a break in the horrible weather brings the crowds. We live in small spaces in NYC. The need to expand the area around us gets increasingly urgent as the winter drones on, especially this winter. The street was humming and Knickerbocker definitely has its own rhythm.
My mission was to walk north, far enough to hit the industrial area where the Bushwick Collective reigns.