With her pink round face and signature bob weave, Phoebe provides a treasure trove of amusing thoughts and clever pronouncements on life and love. Look for these and additional dope wheatpastes by @phoebenewyork on your next visit to the Big Apple.
There are numerous fascinating collective nouns for birds such as a commotion of coots, a conspiracy of ravens, a grumbling of wild turkeys, and a squabble of gulls. I bring this to your attention because there must be a more interesting even spellbinding phrase to describe a collection of street art pieces – rather than simply saying murals. I propose paraphrasing the collective noun for crows and say a murder of murals. Before there is any grumbling or squabbling or calling me an old coot, one has to agree the images below clearly demonstrate the artists walloped those walls and set them aflame. In a word, they murdered these murals.
Shortly after Thanksgiving my family gave me an early Christmas present: an all-expenses-paid trip to Brooklyn. Thanks to their generosity I spent 4 days late last week photographing street art in and around Brooklyn and Lower Manhattan.
High above the Penn North neighborhood Richie Rich is in a precarious position from which he seemingly cannot escape. Sculptor Reed Bmore has been busy gracing Philly and Richmond with his wire art, but fortunate for us he found time to create this thought-provoking sculpture for his home town.