Archive for the ‘STYLE-WRITING’ Category

Jester CBS XTC boston

Wednesday, June 1st, 2011

Years ago Moms decided the best way to deal with my super out of control ass was to send me to a quaker summer camp out in the  woods. I had just started getting up and staying out late, which left moms upset and worried and up late waiting for me show up alive. I would ride the T into and around boston taking mini tags, somewhat shook but determined to see what there was to see and do what there was to do. The summer was just beginning, school was out which gave me ample time to run amuck. At least for the week or so before i was to go to camp. On saturday before i left, I found this park in Brookline. The park had a lil building with bathrooms and a storage space, and it had been painted top to bottom on all four sides with the FRESHEST pieces i had ever seen at that point in my life, i was floored, i walked around that building for 4 hours, not noticing an underpass foot path leading under the train tracks, which was also covered inside end to end with pieces, by jest and tale and others whom i cant recall.  It was pitch black before i got enough and went home only to come back the next day and take photos; which years later would be destroyed in a basement flood, UGH.

So the day after taking the photos i went to camp. I got there and being some what shy and out of my comfort zone i sat in my bunk with my black book and doodled bubble letters. At some point one of my councilors came over to see what i was doing. ‘oh you do graffiti he said?’, I was a lil shocked he even knew what it was, so i said yes, at which point he went to his bunk and returned with a sketch book, that was HOLY FUCKING SHIT one of the same dudes whos piece i had been jockeying like i was trying to win Preakness two days before. What are the odds that my camp councilor would be a writer, and slimmer still hed be one of the people who i had jsut seen pieces by. They were, if remember correctly, done as a farewell before he left the city for the summer to work as a camp councilor for knuckle heads like me.

In the years since i have tried to find anyone with photos of the building and or any other of jests work with not luck. There was such a lack of popper documentation in those days sooo much work went un recorded. At any rate i was at moms house over the weekend helping sort through and 86 any of my old crap still lying around. And i found my old camp trunk that had a jest tag on it, the only one i know off i couldn’t take the trunk so before ti got tossed it tried to take some final photos. They may not seem like much now, but back when it was done it meant the world to me as a lil stupid kid, that a ‘real’ writer hit my camp trunk and helped inspire me to ruin parts of my life in attempting to chase the style train. One in which he probably exited soon after meeting me, haha.

circa 1986

Nothing worse…

Friday, May 13th, 2011

Than doing a bunch of outlines and not having time to paint them. So as to avoid the ‘wanna but can’t', Ive been doing other peoples names to stay limber but not get agita.

these were scratched out on paper first, cleaned up a bit with a silver sharpie and a black sharpie poster paint maker which covers th esilver oil paint like a charm!

early Berst Sketch on Ipad

early Berst Sketch on Ipad: in sketchbook pro, and i brought it into inkpad, an ipad vector drawing app, and then exported the file as a svg into illustrator...

Living in a full time era

Saturday, April 30th, 2011

Rath X molotow X

Greenpoint meets Morocco

Thursday, April 14th, 2011

Progess shot Rath Greenpoint

Like a good RUG

Rath Vector Pre-vis

the Miami gold rush

Wednesday, December 8th, 2010

Art Basel starts out as an organized event, and as more and more people show up, the black and white rules of combat change by the hour, unitl eventually your get the wild wild west gold rush mentality, as the sun sets and people are hungry for more unsatisfied with what they had in the day lite, there us a rush of activity as spots get grilled by people needing more, the promise of tomorrow the throngs will be here to see this call like sirens, and any writer worth their slat cant ignore it all together.  We all started out as the actors in unsanctioned events, so the call is so close the heart one answers it. and when that one is multiplied by hundreds, you get Wynwood Miami, the new frontier. You have to guard your supplies as the drifters roll through to pilfer some surveying equipment and are off into the night in quest of conquering a new surface frontier.

I entered this lil spot and it was filled with fools taking advantage. The plan was a quick, 1,2,3 style jump off, just a lil of the devil that bit you. everyone working fast with a little bit of gusto to get done and keep it moving before anything goes wrong… I look up and see a white security truck rolling by. time to pick it up a bit. Im pretty confident if shits gonna pop off ill get a warning from one of the other 13 people in my little area. Less the a minute later i turn around again just to check on the situation and my lil area is completely empty. NO P.I.C’s in site ,just Hev and a wet painted wall and a security truck across the street. Which brings me to the rules of the renegade, ALWAYS be first or expect to get caught. 2nd and third place never get you into the winners circle, ever.

-complete fiction.

this is based on the first sketch i did in the series of newer lettered pieces I’ve done recently, it was done as sort or proof of concept on paper and then it looked like it might make a nice little simple somehow, which lead to then making slightly more involved and refined sketches. I needed a another 15 minutes and could have made it a bit more exciting…

Art Basel 2010

Tuesday, December 7th, 2010

this update brought to you by GrumpyLox:

Art Basel, Miami, the largest arts centered festival in the US, Blocks and blocks of very organized to impromptu street art/style writing. And even more interior gallery spaces celebrating contemporary artists. Sounds like a lot of fun, and for the most part you couldn’t ask for a better time. It does however remind me of why (the lacking of talent aside) i have always shied away from the convergence of creativity and capitol, as it seems to create this odd space of tension and unease. Last year The Upsetters ad the pleasure of working in a relatively quite area, with some really focused but also enjoyable other people to share time and space with. This year due to companies sponsoring the event, i should add sponsoring in fairly important supportive capacities, the Upsetters were in the same location but said location had been bastardized in the name of product placement and advertising. In the center of what was once a quite 3 quarters closed lot Amp energy drink decided they should set up a both with a dj, slated to play 8 hours a day. Clearly there was some expectation the live painting and carnival set up by trusto-corp, were intended to draw in a crowd, who would be overwhelmed by the awesome DJ, and then drink loads of free Amp and then dance the day away in a hot black top parking lot with no shade or water. This did not happen. INstead each day the DJ would set up play about an hour of decent old schoolish hip hop and then transition in to tecnho-club crap; whilst nary a sole seemed to care about the music or the free amp; of which there were cases lying around for days then remained untouched and un-pilfered which for an event filled with petty criminals really says something about the desirability of the product. Personally it seems like it would have been more cost effective for Amp to private label a bunch of cheap waters and give them out, that way they’d have Amp logo in hands and in photos, and also be considerate of the climate and the people they hope to buy their shit. Water should cost less then their awful drink does, while they could also have some energy drink available, it seems like a no brainer that you can only drink so much energy drink before youre done ( for me the limit is zero), but in the sun all day long water seems like the thing to drink, call me crazy.

In the weeks preceding art basel I had been going through a lot of stress, and got to Miami in a really awful state of mind and being, and as i knew it i tried to contain it, but i think i managed to be a flaming asshole to pretty much everyone at unexpected and unneeded times. My frame of mind just exacerbated the stresses of the sparycation road trip. So before you call the whambulence, i say all of that to say that despite my salty attitude and outlook, both Kems and Preys managed to pull out awesome pieces and really made shit happen, while putting up with my non-sense, if only to just make it home alive so they can plan the next trip sans grumpylox.

In the times where i wasn’t on some stress related war path in Miami i managed to meet and talk to a bunch of, to me at least, pretty important, and talented writers/ artists, which was awesome. I’ll admit i was kinda disappointed that none of them came off as hollywood assholes, im not sure what the world is coming to, hundreds of artists all rolling on the humble for the most part getting in where they fit in and keeping it moving. I think this is Art Basels saving grace, and its a really big one. Complete Chaos, but community controlled and regulated; like a grateful dead concert minus the overwhelming sense of apathy.

I had a few outlines and ideas with me but i was pretty locked in on doing an outline based on simple shape juxtaposition, that culminated after some illustrator drawings. I also knew i wanted to paint some characters. I generally dont paint characters as they have never seemed to me to really work out compositionally when randomly placed next to typography. I often find myself viewing walls with characters as separate endeavors. ANd they can be awesome ones but somehow they never manage to fully related to the word they are accompanying. I could be argued they are hype men drawing the viewer in. You come to see what the noise is about and stay for the letters. Its always been about the letters to me. But i decided to make an exception and nike the fuck out of it. So characters there would be.

you'll learn one way or the other, Bible or the Gun

You’ll learn on way or the other; Bible or the Gun. This is how it seems the world is leaning. The polarized contradiction of doing exactly what you criticize your enemy to be doing whilst justifying your actions and simultaneously condemning the same actions by other actors.  Do as i say and not as i do.

rath BOG art basel 2010

BIG Thanks to: Primary Flight,  Molotow, Bombing  Science some much needed support.

inspired by the suggestive

Thursday, October 14th, 2010

the suggestive. Ive always enjoyed word play; the between the lines, The real rap starts at half time. the invisible box delineated by the mime. The figure devoured by shadow. There is no joy to be had in a completed puzzle. this is why me is not a fixed entity, but an evolutionary being; rates of speed may not be visible from here to a 100 feet out. Facts remain, unchanged, but they may not always stack the same.

Ive been on this kick to find some new letter shapes, and while perusing flickr i was reminded of Raekwons first album cover “only built for cuban links”. Keep in mind my mind a mash of loose ends and wildly obvious missed connections. At the time i had never really paid any attention to type, in fact I didn’t really pay much attention to any type after that for a long time. but at the time i was fairly floored by the combination of upper and lowercase letter fragments. the formation of legible letters from letter pieces was awesome to me. And it went no further, I’m sure i found some shinny bit of paper and forgot all about the awesomeness of type and thus never got the chance to let my mind wonder past the initial admiration into the pasture of how can i use and or otherwise apply this to things i do. I missed the distillation of what was happening, by committing it to a ‘oh i like this’, and promptly moving on. A short 15 or so years later i found myself reminiscing about it, remembering the essence over the execution, and digging it up confirmed that. But the essences was there in my mind, i just never it gave a change to gain any context. When given the right clues the mind and fight through abstraction and wrestle it into recognition.

  • Say as much as you can in as few words as possible.
  • Over indulge by way of restrictive and economic consumption.
  • generalize enough to form specifics.
  • circle, square, triangle.
 digital previs; rath

digital previs; rath

earlier sketch, trying to work out omissions.

Star Trek sexy

Tuesday, October 12th, 2010
Star Trek Sexy: rath UPS COD 3a

Star Trek Sexy: rath UPS COD 3a

Had a great day monday despite it being combumboclot day. Painted a piece i think i like and wen i came time for the photos i got the worst glare, that made a good photo impossible. It hard even n good conditions to photograph shade moving towards black but ate no black… I’ve learned my lesson, in future. never paint anything i care about at this spot as i will never got a photo this is the 3 or 4th time in as many years Ive done this spot, and not once have i got a decent photo. Always a god time and and good people but the lack of decent photo stings a bit.

Failed recess cause i dont play

Sunday, October 3rd, 2010
Rath UPS COD 3A

failed recess cause i dont play

Got out to brooklyn, for a real nice day of quite painting on some williamsburg back streets. Been trying to work some now shapes into the letters as of late and this is the first piece in that direction. Awesome that winters fast approaches to put this on hold for a few months…step up two, too step to back one.

corrugation nation

Monday, September 20th, 2010

Phlemy Kuti; Rath