Don Hills
Spring and Hudson, Soho
It was late on a Saturday night, and Viola and I were leaving Don Hills - a long running venue in the hinterland of Soho. It had been raining hard all night, and the ground, cars and walls of Soho were freshly scrubbed clean for another Sunday morning. We came across this car lot playground, and stopped to take in the view.
The white perimeter on the two walls that form the square of this parking lot are a chalk board begging for spray paint. The material here looks as though it was quickly applied, without having been worked over too much (if at all in some cases). There's a relaxed and warm feel about the stuff here that I really like. I now share it with you.
The white perimeter on the two walls that form the square of this parking lot are a chalk board begging for spray paint. The material here looks as though it was quickly applied, without having been worked over too much (if at all in some cases). There's a relaxed and warm feel about the stuff here that I really like. I now share it with you.
Labels: Old School, Soho
posted by Ez at 9:42 PM
2 Comments:
please stop. it all sounds teribbly pendantic. you absolutely take all of the soul and passion out of graff. the simple fact that you know none of the names in this picture nor what crews they belong to shows just how out of touch you are. and the fact that you were "partying" at don hills...seriously brah, stop trying. you are worse than a toy, you sir are a passionless bystander. in order to be in a scene you have to give something meaningful back...so until you stop diagramming and trying to contain graff please, for the love of anything creative and wild...stop blogging.
Don Hills aint my fave place at all hehe! Actually I wasn't partying there - which you incorrectly attributed as a quote to me. I was performing there. I really just mentioned that to place it in geographic context.
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