I’m at my parents’ house right now, and found this pic!!! It’s the first time I supposedly ever drew anything. My mom told me that my older brother came home from school (the same dear brother that I dedicated ‘The City’ to), and he showed me a mask that he made in his 3rd grade class in honor of Cinco de Mayo. I looked at the mask carefully, then asked my mom for a pen. I tried my best to copy the mask, drawing on the nearest piece of paper I could find, a newspaper. :)
Oh man. I wish I had something like this. Too awesome.
“A billboard for ‘The Zimbabwean Newspaper’ made entirely of worthless Zimbabwean bank notes. What more proof do you need of a country’s total economic collapse than being able to paste trillions and trillions and trillions of dollar notes onto a billboard and it is still cheaper than if you had used paper?”
We also visited the Pinball Hall of Fame in Vegas, played some games, and then discovered this machine. There are two of these in the world, and they cost $1.5 million to make.
The goal is to work your way up multiple levels of pinball games until you reach the top, at which point you will attempt to knock out the clown’s teeth. We never found out what happened after you knock out all of his teeth and shoot through the hole. But it was amazing and incredibly fun.
This is the arguably best pinball machine that has ever existed.
This may be the single greatest idea in street art history. It opens multiple levels of human interaction and brings GRAFFITI into the digital sharing age in a way that interacts on so many levels I can begin to name them. I wish I had come up with this…
This plays perfectly into everything that defines me as an artist. The three layers of depth, the damask pattern, the base of three dollar bills, the separation of form into three equal and balanced parts, the overall unity and contrast of the work within itself. Everything is absolutely perfect. This art piece could not exist in a more perfect state… unless it wasn’t a skull.