The other evening I soaked in the sites, sounds and smells of Fishtown’s First Friday. Instead of leaving with some art, I left some art. It’s across from the incredible Johnny Brenda’s, go get it.
Enjoy a glimpse of the dozens of customized bev naps left in the wake of big apple bar-hopping.
A self-adhesive, artistic ensemble punctuated Sweet Mabel’s Sideshow Spectacular. Props to Putty Aaron for a proper Polaroid of the proceedings.
While spelunkering New Orleans’ Warehouse Arts District last weekend, the Mrs. and I stumbled across a treasure. ‘Twas a hand-painted, birth-control pill container posted prominently on a stop sign… ripe for the plucking. A cryptic message inside reads, “Feel Da Love Rise – Scott.” Thanks for the souvenir, Scott!
I recently plastered a painting for the plucking in the parking garage of my local IKEA. Hex key not included.
I took the opportunity to do a little exterior decorating in the streets of Ardmore before Friday evening’s reception. |