Sunday, May 14, 2017
Saturday, May 13, 2017
Wednesday, May 10, 2017
RIP whatyouwrite
Do you remeber where you saw it first…?
As many may have heard Frederic " freddy mack" aka "whatyouwrite" was
dramatically taken away on April 21st, after a terrible battle against cancer.
Out of reticence and because he has always wanted to be remembered
as the merry happy crazy rascal and mate to all, he kept his last fight
as silent and discreet as possible.
Skew left a forever imprinted mark on urban cultures, especially on
Graffiti/writing. "Whatyouwrite" blog was the concrete visible proof of his
infinite love of this art form and a true demonstration of his desire to share
that love.
Now you can show some love and gratitude by making a donation here, as it
will surely relieve his mother expenses inherent to such a tragedy.
As many may have heard Frederic " freddy mack" aka "whatyouwrite" was
dramatically taken away on April 21st, after a terrible battle against cancer.
Out of reticence and because he has always wanted to be remembered
as the merry happy crazy rascal and mate to all, he kept his last fight
as silent and discreet as possible.
Skew left a forever imprinted mark on urban cultures, especially on
Graffiti/writing. "Whatyouwrite" blog was the concrete visible proof of his
infinite love of this art form and a true demonstration of his desire to share
that love.
Now you can show some love and gratitude by making a donation here, as it
will surely relieve his mother expenses inherent to such a tragedy.
Labels:
Graffiti,
rip,
Stylewriting,
whatyouwrite
Monday, May 8, 2017
Sunday, May 7, 2017
Saturday, May 6, 2017
Hell On Wheels
In 1979, there were 250 serious crimes reported in the New York subway
system – per week. There were six murders in the first two months alone.
No other subway in the world was more crime-ridden and infamous.
York subway system in the years between 1977-1984.
Swiss photographer Willy Spiller, living in New York at the time, documented
his underground travels with the curiosity of a foreigner, fascinated by the
rush and the madness of its time. It’s the period of the first rap music,
graffiti, The Warriors in the cinema, Guardian Angels on the trains and Ed
Koch in charge of a broke and crime-riddled city.
Willy Spiller’s images are as much a visual document of this incomparable
realm as they are a syncopated, colorful poem to the city of New York and
its people.
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