Abandoned warehouses can be pretty drab, but when four graffiti artists are given unlimited creative expression and spray paint, they can easily turn a dull warehouse into a riveting masterpiece! Continue reading
Los Angeles-based producer, Urulu, has made a lot of noise on the house scene. His original tracks and remixes have received rave reviews, and he set the bar insanely high with his “Works for Me Dub” of Jessie Ware’s “Sweet Talk.”
Following the success he’s had within these past few months, Urulu has teamed up with another LA-based producer, Steve Huerta, to release a new EP titled Things I Didn’t Mean. The sampler released via Urulu’s soundcloud is a great taste of what to expect on this forthcoming Dirt Crew release, and I must my ears are greatly pleased by the sounds I’m hearing. It’s deep bass pumping with dreamlike moments, so how much better can it get?
Check out the sampler below and be sure to get the new EP on February 2nd.
Graffiti/street artist MTO recently made a trip to Rennes, France to work on two massive murals. Oh, and when I say “massive” I’m not just exaggerating for attention. The murals MTO worked on are intricate pieces on an old, what appears to be, abandoned building/house.
The final products are magnificent in all their aerosol splender, but you can’t help but wonder how MTO even started the mural. What did he draw first? What sections did he work on, revisit, and then declare complete? Those are just a few of the questions that came to mind when I saw the photographs of the murals, but luckily MTO included a “Who Wants to Kill MTO?” making-of video to show fans his creative process unfolding.
Watching the fruits of his labor below.
Even though I was never superb at graffiti, as an artist (I’m a pop/abstract artist ) I still appreciate the intricate technique and innovative expression that goes into slashing a wall. While far away it may appear to some as just a bunch of colors, the above picture is just one example of how epic slashing a hotel room can truly be.
Graffiti artist Tilt designed this original hotel room, Panic Room, for the Au Vieux Panier hotel in Marseille, France. The concept of Panic Room basically takes on this avant-garde expression of minimalism meets an explosion of vibrant colors & words. With the help of graffiti artists Tober, Grizz, and Don Cho, Tilt and his crew were able to come up with a stunning design that exudes an air of originality I haven’t scene in interior design.
The picture above is just one of the many pictures taken by Big Addict (aka Roudet Benjamin) that shows off the essence of Panic Room, but the behind-the-scenes exclusive video is priceless. When discussing the project, Tilt said:
“The hotel Au vieux panier asked me to design a room, I first told them that I wasn’t interested doing just decoration in the room but I wanted to create something that will look more like an installation. I thought about it also as a huge canvas where I needed to think about the composition and play with the empty white part of the room to accentuate more the idea of Chaos on the other part. Then I asked my friend Tober who gat a great old school style for tags, Grizz who is also the man behind the camera and Don Cho who is a Hip Hop singer from Marseille but who used to be a tagger from my home town Toulouse. It took one week to do the whole thing cause the idea was to exaggerate what you can usually see in some abandoned places. Too much tags, too much drips, too much sentences, too much throw ups … What I also wanted to show is that people can appreciate any type of graffiti, even the more basic, it’s just a matter of point of view …”
I really love Tilt’s perspective on point of view. He was able to truly take such a huge canvas and design such an exhilarating point of view that is exaggerated, yet still basic.It kind of goes with the saying, more is less. While one side of the room has quite a bit going on, everything is balanced out by the white space on the left side of the room. It would have been cliche for Tilt to slash the entire room, but the dual personalities of both spaces create a riveting statement.
The pictures are great, but the video speak to the full aura of the room. Yet, even then, it’s probably even more phenomenal to see this room in person. But needless to say, the pictures and video are more than award-winning, they are epic visions of abstract creativity brought to life.
More Pictures of Panic Room.
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Hey world, or perhaps the select few who continue to read my rants and revelations, how’s it going? I haven’t really been blogging much the past few days, just been in this mental space of figuring life out and analyzing my emotions.
For most of my life I’ve always chased after guys or had some type of male interaction, but for the first time I’m not trippin’ over my current situation. I’ve got to the point where I’m sick of entertaining and dealing with men that are just lame, they may look good, but their personality is so dull. Literally, I’d rather get inside of a Donkey Kong barrel and roll down a hill, while the barrel is on fire, instead of hanging with guys who are lifeless. That scenario may seem highly dangerous and it is true, my hair and body would probably catch on fire, but I’m just saying…some guys I meet are that dull and depressing and push me to seek high octane activities.
I’m thinking of taking up tennis lessons or rock climbing, at least it would give me a great cardio and strength workout. I have so many things I really want to accomplish and the hassle of a relationship turns me off. I’m not in the mood to call someone all the time, to worry about there whereabouts, to make sure I don’t flirt with a certain guy on my FB wall (I’m a flirt), and I’m not in the mood to waste time with a guy who doesn’t spark my interest.
It’s not like I don’t meet, in person, online, and through networking. Every week I’m engaging in some type of male connection, even if it’s the guy at the grocery store trying to make small talk (those moments always feel so forced). I don’t mind small talk but it’s frustrating when it feels forced, as if the person stood there glancing at me from a distance ,thinking of the right combination of words in order to grasp my attention. I’m not one for cliche lines and compliments that could have easily come from a Drake song. Those type of antics immediately turn me off, even if the guy is the finest specimen I’ve ever seen, I’m still turned off by the lack of originality.
Being single is a great mental state for me to be in right, especially considering the fact I just haven’t found what I’m looking for. I love men with a passion, especially different flavors and ambitions. I love men to an extent that I don’t even blog about, I could literally sit here and discuss men all day and my personal experiences, but I like to leave some things a mystery. To be honest I just haven’t found a guy worth me taking serious to the point of committing and seriously meaning it. But even though I’m not looking for a relationship, I still occasionally go on dates. I may not want something serious, but I do have some very close guy friends and I’m always open to more, depending on the personality. I can’t stand men that are nerdy and sarcastic, I just want to punch them in their boney arms. See, there is a difference between a nerd and a geek. A nerd will talk a whole bunch of stuff and be all sarcastic about solving a problem, but a geek will just touch basis on it and then solve the problem right then and there. Geeks are action oriented, nerds are more concerned about using as many words in the dictionary in order to explain the process of a virus scan.
I’ve never in my life been a nerd and nerdy men turn me off in a major way. Yes, I am slightly geeky but my dominant personality traits are artistic. But nerds can be so annoying and mean to me. It’s not the fact they may not have the best style or they may be super skinny, but it’s that nasty sarcastic attitude. I may be sarcastic but I don’t analyze every little thing people say and try to correct them. Can’t stand that! I also can’t stand men that really aren’t that impressive and I’m especially not sexually attracted to them, but they try to be so macho. They flaunt the clothes, the car they have in there name and not their mom’s, and then they brag about how much of intellect and classy they are. Dude, I don’t care about any of that crap you have, I got my own stuff and don’t need to be with a man because of his nice car and how classy he is.
Anyone who truly knows me, understands that I’m a renaissance woman. I thrive off the arts and culture, I don’t thrive off of materialistic expression. I care about the meanings behind a painting instead of it’s monetary value and I’m more concerned with how a car can impact the environment, rather then the cost of it. My passion in life surrounds the arts and I’d rather be single for a very long time then be with a guy who doesn’t understand the arts. If I say I’m working on a painting or want to see an art show, don’t just say “Oh, okay. That’s cool.” I hate those shallow responses that don’t hold any depth and don’t elaborate on my statement. At that point I just end the conversation with an excuse or say I’m not feeling it and walk away.
So I may not be able to find a guy who sparks my interest right now, so what? It’s not the end of the world being single, and the world didn’t end yesterday, so I’m sure I still have time to figure things out. I just wanted to get all this stuff out of my head and into a written format, so if you’re wondering how I’m feeling in life right now, well now you know. I’m single and not trippin’. I’m not looking for another lame and dull relationship with a guy who looks okay but lacks that height I’m attracted to or doesn’t have a sense of humor that meshes with mine. I’m artistic, raw, witty, passionate, aggressive, romantic, avant-garde, and I’m a single woman trying to graduate college and set up a life for myself. I still go on dates every now and then, meeting some cool guys who I’m still getting to know, but their is no rush. I’ve got a lot of time and the world hasn’t ended yet, so I’ve still got the time to maybe fall in love and seriously mean it.
*Since the world didn’t end yesterday, here is one of my favorite work out songs.*
Britney Spears: Till the World Ends