Comments on: A good week for public art http://visualresistance.org/wordpress/2005/04/29/a-good-week-for-public-art/ redraw democracy Fri, 29 Aug 2008 02:44:49 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=1.5.1.3 by: Emilio http://visualresistance.org/wordpress/2005/04/29/a-good-week-for-public-art/#comment-571 Tue, 10 May 2005 07:15:47 +0000 http://visualresistance.org/wordpress/2005/04/29/a-good-week-for-public-art/#comment-571 His name is Eric. There are pictures posted in Flickr at http://www.flickr.com/photos/eltiodelasfotos/sets/316247/ His name is Eric. There are pictures posted in Flickr at http://www.flickr.com/photos/eltiodelasfotos/sets/316247/

]]> by: Savannah Skye http://visualresistance.org/wordpress/2005/04/29/a-good-week-for-public-art/#comment-551 Wed, 04 May 2005 00:33:04 +0000 http://visualresistance.org/wordpress/2005/04/29/a-good-week-for-public-art/#comment-551 "and he repented for blood and oil spilt for war!" “and he repented for blood and oil spilt for war!”

]]> by: Savannah Skye http://visualresistance.org/wordpress/2005/04/29/a-good-week-for-public-art/#comment-541 Tue, 03 May 2005 16:14:58 +0000 http://visualresistance.org/wordpress/2005/04/29/a-good-week-for-public-art/#comment-541 "and he repented for blood spilt for oil!" “and he repented for blood spilt for oil!”

]]> by: Savannah Skye http://visualresistance.org/wordpress/2005/04/29/a-good-week-for-public-art/#comment-540 Tue, 03 May 2005 16:14:24 +0000 http://visualresistance.org/wordpress/2005/04/29/a-good-week-for-public-art/#comment-540 "and he repented for oil spilt for blood!" “and he repented for oil spilt for blood!”

]]> by: Savannah Skye http://visualresistance.org/wordpress/2005/04/29/a-good-week-for-public-art/#comment-536 Tue, 03 May 2005 03:14:54 +0000 http://visualresistance.org/wordpress/2005/04/29/a-good-week-for-public-art/#comment-536 Workers at Astor Place Kmart may know... They were talking about it quite a bit... Workers at Astor Place Kmart may know… They were talking about it quite a bit…

]]> by: de los angeles http://visualresistance.org/wordpress/2005/04/29/a-good-week-for-public-art/#comment-524 Fri, 29 Apr 2005 21:51:27 +0000 http://visualresistance.org/wordpress/2005/04/29/a-good-week-for-public-art/#comment-524 When I was growing up, I used to ride the MTA bus for two hours, from Echo Park to Brentwood, to get to school. Everyday, I got on that bus half asleep. It was so early that the sky was still dark and the stars were still out. The nannies, cleaning ladies, gardeners and I road across town. We passed through Silver Lake, Hollywood, Westwood and West Hollywood. After West Hollywood came the gated communities: Bell Air, Brentwood and the Palisades. Mansions hidden behind tall walls of hedges. I felt like we were infiltrating a fortress, a forbidden area where we did not belong. The public bus navigated through this maze of shrubs like an insular community of others. When the doors finally opened, Echo Park spilled out on to the street (many gated communities in LA don’t have side walks on the major streets because they are not meant to be walked. People stay in their SUVs and sports cars). We spilled out and were scattered. When I was on the Bus, I used to day dream that our bus was actually a great big ship. It would be Columbus day and we would arrive in our Mexica ship of counter-conquest. We would roll up into gringo-landia, bumpin’ militant Chicano hip-hop (some Aztlan Underground, some El Vuh). And, we would take our land back. Silly dreams of a pissed off Chicano adolescent commuter. I’m really glad this group (Heavy Trash) is doing what they do. Their installations are fucking brilliant. Keep up the good work Peace. -de los angeles When I was growing up, I used to ride the MTA bus for two hours, from Echo Park to Brentwood, to get to school. Everyday, I got on that bus half asleep. It was so early that the sky was still dark and the stars were still out. The nannies, cleaning ladies, gardeners and I road across town. We passed through Silver Lake, Hollywood, Westwood and West Hollywood. After West Hollywood came the gated communities: Bell Air, Brentwood and the Palisades. Mansions hidden behind tall walls of hedges. I felt like we were infiltrating a fortress, a forbidden area where we did not belong. The public bus navigated through this maze of shrubs like an insular community of others. When the doors finally opened, Echo Park spilled out on to the street (many gated communities in LA don’t have side walks on the major streets because they are not meant to be walked. People stay in their SUVs and sports cars). We spilled out and were scattered.

When I was on the Bus, I used to day dream that our bus was actually a great big ship. It would be Columbus day and we would arrive in our Mexica ship of counter-conquest. We would roll up into gringo-landia, bumpin’ militant Chicano hip-hop (some Aztlan Underground, some El Vuh). And, we would take our land back. Silly dreams of a pissed off Chicano adolescent commuter.

I’m really glad this group (Heavy Trash) is doing what they do. Their installations are fucking brilliant. Keep up the good work

Peace.
-de los angeles

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