The Philadelphia Inquirer just ran a feature featuring an arts venue that features my art.

Acrylic • Underground Arts at the Wolf Building

Last summer, I took on the monumental task of creating a mammoth mural in the catacombs of the Philadelphia’s Underground Arts at the Wolf Building. After completing the extemporaneous outline, I handed over the monumentaler task of coordinating the coloring efforts (based loosely on these specs) to the venue owner.

The space will be hosting a huge Late Night Cabaret series this fall so the race is on to complete the work before the festivities. Want to lend a hand?

Say “hi” to low res pics of a high profile piece painted in the lowest level of a high rise building. Stay tuned for more photos of this massive underground undertaking as more photos are taken.

The collaborative paintings are hung, the room is complete and the reviews are in:

“I don’t hate it.”
-Heather Hall, Wife

“I wanna go downstairs and play with toys.”
-Rocco Marrone, Son and Co-collaborator

“Ga Ga.”
-Matilda Marrone, Daughter

Primer Gallery… 30 ounces of black paint, 24 ounces of beer, 3 foam brushes and 270 square feet of paper later.

It’s well documented that fellow UsedWigger, Jeff Lyons, has no sense of smell and only 34% of his hearing. He does, however, have a keen eye and a mild case of the shutter bug. Here are some Lyonized snapshots of last Friday’s Nightline event at Primer Gallery.

“Sweetheart, remember when we threw that Sparkle party and a guy showed up in sequin pants and painted all over our wall? Why didn’t we have him arrested?”

Long-time pal, Bevan McShea and his lovely, expecting, wife recently purchased their first home. I popped in to add my $0.02 to his art(s) room mural.

Inspired by an old issue of ReadyMade Magazine, I recently muralized my baby-to-be’s room-to-be. Now that the kid has a place to hang his (or her) bonnet, we’re simply waiting with baited breath and swollen torsos.

If God didn’t want walls to be adorned with murals, he wouldn’t have created scaffolding.