This bridge has Ears

 (Photos: cnr Darling Drive and Ultimo Road, Haymarket, Sydney)

This is an Ears doodle on an overpass next to the UTS Library.

He said on his website yesterday:

"On the 19th Dec. from 12 till 5pm my studio will be open to the public to come and visit...I now share the studio space with an amazing bunch of artists and a group i feel lucky to have as friends, they continue to inspire me and make me laugh every day. Our Studio is made up of Max Berry, Bennett, Tom Ferson, Numskull, Beastman, Birdhat, Phibs and Mark Alsweiler."

Hope you're doing well Ears.

This paste-up is on the other side of the bridge.

It depicts an angry, dying dude whose jaw and brain are exposed. He is decaying. They are decaying. We are decaying.

A fly on the wall

(Little Oxford St, Darlinghurst, Sydney)

Found this fly floating overhead as I walked to the Gaslight for a beer yesterday.

The Sydney sky was a brilliant blue before dusk sank on the city.

This bit of graf is right next to Anthony Lister's "Meth Man" piece above Ching-a-lings.

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Anthony Lister "Meth Man"

Houl paste-ups outside dilapidated warehouse

 (All images: Botany Road, Alexandria, Sydney)

I went to Midas yesterday to pick up my car, which was in for an oil change.

Apparently the car was falling to pieces. Luckily the Midas mechanic was there to help.

He said "mate, you Midas well have the best", and charged me more than $400 for oil, a little bit of air-con gas and some paper for an invoice.

Anyway, on the way there I saw Houl paste-ups on the front of a warehouse.

It continued over a few buildings, side-by-side, which were run-down and abandoned.

There was evidence that graffiti writing and street arting took place inside these buildings; dozens of beer bottles were piled up behind boarded windows.

This character looks like a geriatric snail shell-headed dude with long arms and tuft of muff tucked under the nose, hunch hints this too, but blue eyes hide hints of youth and proof of age.

The hair I can't explain.

 

I'm not sure if Houl made this bone burger.

UPDATE: Thanks goes out to Skel E Tor, who commented on Facebook that these two burger paste-ups are by SMC3 from his Eat Shit and Die series.

Is Skel E Tor and SMC3 the same dude?

 

 

Or this devil burger.

 

Colin said this could be a Konsumterra piece in my last post on the Grafton Street wall in Chippendale.

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Sydney roundabout says 'Play Dead'

 (Corner of Waterloo and Kippax Streets, Surry Hills, Sydney)

Would you call this street art?

Maybe a driver was pissed at pedestrians and bicycle riders and wrote a love letter for them.

Perhaps a white supremacist did a little doodle to 'send a death threat' to indigenous people who planned on crossing the road expecting to get to the other side alive.

This was submitted to Acid Midget by photographer MK.

He drove past it and: "decided to see if I could get access to an overhead shot by canvassing the building block on the corner – level five peeps let me in to do a shot".

Level five peeps, we owe you a beer.

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Ronald McDonald kills Mickey Mouse (photo by MK)

Astro Boy stencil

(Devonshire Street, Surry Hills, Sydney)

Saw this sweet stencil of Astro Boy as I walked from Central Station yesterday.

It's simple but makes a statement instantly.

The flames shooting from Astro Boys' boots look hot. His facial expression looks so Manga. His man breasts look so supple.

 

(Kyoto, Japan)

Reminds me of the Astro Boy sculpture mounted outside Kyoto train station.

I didn't ask the Japanese Minister for Anime when I saw it, but this is almost definitely a state-sponsored Astro Boy.

Could you imagine Gumby waving to you outside your local train station?

Morning coffee; check.

Morning bagel (sesame seed, extra cream cheese please); check.

Morning newspaper; check.

Morning Gumby; SHIT YEAH.

Artist: Les Enfants Terribles (L.E.T.)

(Image source: Wooster Collective)

Saw this great paste-up while skim reading street art blogs and independent street culture websites this morning.

It hits twice, doesn't it?

L.E.T. has toyed with Milton Glaser's original 'I <3 NY' logo, created as part of tourism marketing for the city in the 1970s, to illustrate an underlying emptiness NY gives its residents.

Is New York overrated? Are mega cities depression factories? Is some city called 'Tokyo' the reason Japan has more than 30,000 suicides each year?

This is an LCD Soundsystem moment:

Check out more Les Enfants Terribles here.

Chippendale wall gets sexy **UPDATED**

(Grafton St, Chippendale, Sydney)

I was expecting a few more artists to get up in Chippendale after my previous posts.

However, the legal Grafton Street wall only had a couple of new pieces since then.

The Audrey I posted previously was by Blue Chip, but this one to the left I'm not sure.

The head is a little elongated, lips are too fat, nostrils are too far down.

Then that lo-fi 1970s porn star on the right - her snatch 'censored' by a toy tiger - is very eye-catching.

Eye.

Eye of the Tiger?

She is swathed in yellow, black and purple. These are the colours of lustful embrace, as deep moonlight filters through the bedroom blinds and lights her limbs.

Uhn yeah.

UPDATE:

Found this photo on SMC3's website. Check the painting on the easel:

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Stencil wall in Chippendale has heaps of character

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Audrey Hepburn stencil by Blue Chip

Newtown paste-up

(King Street, Newtown, Sydney)

Found this paste-up on a shopfront on Saturday.

Looks like a piece by Ears.

This reminds me of what a Salad Fingers pastiche would look like if one existed.

Well, it does now.

NEWTOWN: I have a dream mural

(King St, Newtown, Sydney)

The "I have a dream" mural is one of the most iconic in Australia.

It depicts the famous phrase spoken by Martin Luther King Jr. Above this is his face sided with a cloud-encased globe.

The black background is mixed at the bottom with the other colours of the Indigenous Australian flag.

This draws a link between the US Civil Rights Movement and Indigenous socio-economic struggle still faced today.

This was painted by Andrew Aiken, Juilee Pryor and Matthew Peet in 1991.

Twelve months before he worked on the mural, Aiken fled the UK after murdering a man he squatted with. He buried him in a cellar.

In 1997, Aiken turned himself in to British police and is now serving a life sentence.

URBAN ADVENTURE: An abandoned building in Sydney

(All images; Kippax St, Surry Hills, Sydney)

So I zipped around the News Limited building at the corner of Kippax and Holt Streets yesterday.

I couldn't find the place. "Shit," I thought.

Then I spotted a massive JUMBO poster on a wall a little further down and knew I'd found it.

It was the holy grail; the abandoned building which was "graffiti fucking heaven".

Problem. There was no obvious entry. The lift looked dead. The floor was unsteady. There was little evidence of where to giz-o. 

Seems someone felt the same, so they wrote it in red marker. "How do you get in?"

Fucking magnets - how do they work?

Love this job. Being a blogger should be restricted to the top fifth percentile of humanity. What would be the criteria of restrictions on that one? I think Perez Hilton and Carles should be the ones to set them.

I LOVE YOU TOO x.

I was in Japan in August. Yes, Hello Kitty is like a virus over there. Grown fucking women were decked out in merch (was kinda sexy though).

However, this is the baddest-ass version of Hello Pussie I've ever seen. She's riding around Tokyo with bayonets and bazookas. Damn.

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Ronald McDonald kills Mickey Mouse

Ronald McDonald kills Mickey Mouse

(Paint on wooden board. Found at Kippax St, Surry Hills, Sydney)

Who would win in a fight between Ronald McDonald and Mickey Mouse?

Now you know.

This photo, taken with the insidiously cool Hipstamatic iPhone app, was submitted to Acid Midget by MK.

He found the stencil in an abandoned building with squatters living inside. He said it was "graffiti fucking heaven" in there.

I'm heading over this weekend.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Street artists obviously hate Paris

(Image source: Wooster Collective)

Do you remember the time we met in Paris, ma cherie?


We ate snot from snail shells, drank aged wine and rubbed necks undeur le Eiffel Toweur.


Maybe it's a widening gap between rich and poor, or perhaps le expectation that, regarding le art, France is 'where it's at'.


Whateveur. All I know is that our date was 'Schwarzeneggered' when we stood outside Cartier for some romanteec picteurs.


We saw zis feuking homeless guy wheatpasted on le shopfront. It made moi feel so bourgeois. I was disgusted.

This piece is by artist Michael Aaron Williams.

Check out his website here.

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Above does stencil bagging France for being racist

Princess Hijab bombs Paris subway advertisements

Gerald the Dog is back in Sydney

(Esther Lane, Surry Hills)

Remember Gerald the Dog? That poor pup poured his life away after meeting some hipster dogs. Last we heard there weren't any new Gerald bombs popping up in Sydney.

Then I found this where the last one was, behind the Ray Hughes Gallery.

**UPDATE**

Colin left a comment saying these pieces were by Slug. Obviously if slug were to pick a name for this character, it would be Gerald the Dog.

Seems Gerald lost his shit even more than last time. Previously he was a drug addict, having gone stray after partying too hard.

Now he has used condoms poking through his eye sockets like ghosts of lovers past who are back to haunt him. Semen seeps down his face, his lashing tongue and gnashing jaw unable to hide the agony.

(Fitzroy St, Surry Hills)

Here he is again, in the same style on the Hopetoun Hotel. This is a fitting bomb for the Hoey - it has all of us feeling a bit blue.

Will the Hopetoun ever reopen? Is anyone friends with Justin Hemmes on Facebook?

This was also at the right of the frame:

It's the lips flower we've spotted around town. So many delicate pink petals, so snatch-like, so fragrant.

This image - don't ask me why - reminds me of the models featured in Robert Palmer's track Addicted to Love. I remember being very young and very confused about the overtly sexual imagery in the video clip. It drew me in and I didn't understand why.

Now it's happening all over again.

(Image source)

To jog your memory about the lips flower here's a piece from the previous post:

(Grafton Street, Chippendale, Sydney)

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Gerald the Dog