Every now and then I stumble upon a piece of art that stops me dead in my tracks. That happened during my recent trip to Atlanta. While walking downtown, I came across this piece by an artist who’s still unknown to me. Needless to say, I was dumbfounded. I stopped for at least ten minutes to marvel and take photos at the massive piece. This is what Street Art is about.
“In Shark City: just because you don’t see the danger, doesn’t mean it isn’t there.” #lifelines
I’ve been telling you guys to pay attention to your surroundings for a while now. It’s not as expensive as those Yeezy’s you’ve been fawning over and it just may save your life. Case in point, I walked past this installation on Nelson Street in the Castleberry Hills Art District in Atlanta almost everyday as I went to work on my mural for this year’s Art, Beats & Lyrics urban art showcase.
Z serves me a rumrunner and Dietra and I share a club sandwich with fries, using our bev naps for dinner napkins. We ride to Midtown and veg at Tim’s place on 11th, until they depart for a birthday party in Marietta. Then I walk into the night.
We encounter madness on a daily basis, hopeful that clarity will soon emerge. The veil between us and the rest leaves us isolated and our vision, cloudy. It’s a funny thing when we slightly alter our perception and come to the realization that the rest is merely an extension of ourselves.
“… who lives on Drury Lane?”
Nah – more like Delancey…





















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