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Behold! The Utility Boxes of Maryland Parkway

23 Thursday Jul 2015

Posted by danielwalldammit in Bad Photography, Las Vegas, Street Art

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Adolfo R Gonzalez, Art, Holly Rae Vaughn, Las Vegas, Nanda Sharifpour, Street Art, Su Limbert, Tatiana Handig, UNLV

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I’m not sure who first decided utility boxes would make a good canvas for local artists, or what city first tested this theory, but I like it. Happily, Las Vegas Has seen at least one such project, Zap 7, resulting in a number of wonderful paintings along Maryland Parkway and the general vicinity of UNLV.

My friend Moni and I first discovered a few of these murals while puttering about Vegas earlier this summer. One day with a little more time on my hands, I headed down Maryland Parkway with a camera. In time, a few specific artists seemed to jump out at me, but I really enjoyed the lot of the work here.

I always hesitate a little before doing these posts, both because art ain’t really my area, and because I always miss stuff. …and then of course I can’t include everything anyway. I have to leave out some of the stuff I did find. So, I’m just posting as a fan, and feeling like a guilty fan for not fanatizing enough about this stuff.

Yeah, that’s right. I said ‘Fanatizing’. Deal with it!

So, let’s just start this one off with a few random pieces.

(Click to embiggen! …you know you want to.)

Rebel wolf!
Evel Knievel
Mariachis

Bluebird
Lady n Blue
Stylish Dragon

Of course!
Digging the eye.
I have no idea what’s going on here, but it’s kinda cool.

Kinda posty!
Holly Rae Vaughn did this one. (See the videos.)
Pixilated Bunny

Tatiana Hantig choose to focus on local varieties of endangered plants and animals. These are just a few of the pieces she put up.

Greater Sage Grouse
Moapa Dace
Steamboat Buckwheat

Grey Wolf

Nanda Sharifpour’s personal website painted this whimsical set of murals. I’m kicking myself for not coming back when the shadows have moved on, but hopefully her work can overcome my laziness. I seriously loved this set.

Big and Orange
Tall and Blue
Back of the big orange piece.

Nanda’s Sig.
Close Up

Su Limbert produced a number of small creatures, many of which seem to be a little on the odd side.

…metaphysically speaking, I mean.

Gotta watch them coyotes!
Tiny Utility
Cute Little Buggers

Fractured Bunny
These little fellows look almost normal.
Odd Rabbit and some friends.

Su Sig!

Adolfo R. Gonzalez did a number of colorful paintings, one of which is located at UNLV, just outside of the Humanities building,

…which is an old haunt of mine.

…a long time ago.

Purple Lady!
Okay, now she’s blue!
Dali at UNLV

It’s Dali Time!
Doggie!
Noway! Now that lady is orange.

A copy of these artists (Tatiana Handig, Holly Rae Vaughn, and Holly Rae Vaughn again. ) even did videos of their work. Here is one video showing a project for Desert Breeze Park. I seem to have missed some of this stuff.

…dag-nabbit!

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The Dumpsters of Atqasuk

15 Friday May 2015

Posted by danielwalldammit in Alaska, Bad Photography, Street Art

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Alaska, Art, Atqasuk, Dumpsters, Garbage, Murals, Photography, Street Art, Travel

128Since I seem to be sharing dumpster art these days, I thought I’d post some pictures from a trip to the village of Atqasuk. I spent some time there last April, I think. It’s a small village of a little over 200 people located on the Meade River.

Naturally, their dumpster graffiti features prominently in my pictures from that trip. This community appears to be a little more interested in public service announcements than artsy murals, but some of the announcements have an artsy side of their own.

(Click to embiggen. you know you wanna!)

Dumpster Goodness!

Slightly want to rearrange these two
Healthy!
Good Idea!

John 3:16 + 1.
Just fine, and you?
Gotta represent the Numbers!

Kinda Cool!
Love is so distant!
Tic Tac Toe

If you insist!
Important value
Good advice, …maybe not outside.

General Images

Playground
It was cold!
Satellites

A little tech makes the winter more cooler!

Planography!

Coastline
Ridges in the ice
Moar Ridges!

Ridgy Goodness!

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Moar Dumpster Goodness!

10 Sunday May 2015

Posted by danielwalldammit in Alaska, Bad Photography, Street Art

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Alaska, Art, Barrow, Bears, Garbage, Murals, Street Art, Walrus, Whale

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Gotta watch out for bears around here!

I’ve said it before, I know. What do you mean, you don’t remember? Well I have

(And I’m deeply hurt that some of y’all don’t remember this thing that I once said before.)

…I think.

Anyway, it remains just as true now as whenever it was that I said it before; Barrow has the best dumpsters! Yes, it does. Here are a couple new ones, and one that I think I somehow missed a ways back.

And yes, that’s it, just a brief moment to indulge in a little dumpster-based jingoism, and with that I’m outta here.

…actually, I am literally outta here. Time to fly South for a little time away from the frozen North.

I miss it already!

(click to embiggen!)

Whaling theme
Front view of a Bowhead
Bear-centric image

Walrus front and center!
Talofa!
Backside of Talofa


 

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Recollections of WIPCE 2014

07 Thursday May 2015

Posted by danielwalldammit in Bad Photography, Native American Themes, Street Art

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American Indians, Art, Conferences, Hawaii, Indigenous Issues, Street Art, Time, WIPCE, World Indigenous Peoples Conference on Education

IMG_1010closeupIt was almost a year ago that I attended the World Indigenous Peoples Conference on Education, held on the campus of Kapiʻolani Community College in Oahu.

This was a beautiful but rather surreal experience for a number of reasons. First and most obvious, the muggy heat of Oahu was a bit much for me after a winter in the arctic. …not so much that I wouldn’t want to go again, but, yes there was a day or two that had me longing for the air conditioning of my room. Second, I haven’t attended many academic conferences for some time. So, it felt odd to be back in that mix and listening to the sort of papers I remember from days long past and ambitions long since set aside. As usual, the panels were a fair mix of dull to amazing with plenty of kinda-both happening as well, which is exactly as I would expect it to be.

I remember sitting in one of the conference panels and thinking something about the whole conference really bothered me. At first, I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, but then I realized how much of a hassle it had been moving from one panel to the next. Everyone had been rushing around pretty quickly. They were not quite pushy, but folks had definitely been moving with a purpose, …almost a vengeance. It wasn’t just that this was unpleasant, which would make it a lot like a lot of other conferences. What bothered me was just how uncharacteristic it felt, given the participants. What had bothered me, I realized, was that I wasn’t really accustomed to seeing indigenous people proceeding with such reckless abandon through a schedule. That’s when it donned on me that we were not on Indian time. We weren’t even close. The panels for this conference had been scheduled so tight, you had to leave early or arrive late to a panel in most cases. Being good scholars, people were getting the job done, but the end result was an indigenous gathering with a sense of time better suited to caricatures of German culture than Native anything. This is what had seemed incongruous to me, and I couldn’t help but chuckle when I realized it.

Hell, in Barrow, we don’t even think of it as a native thing, because the rest of us are the same way. What sociolinguists call “Indian time”, we would call “Barrow Time” up here. If an event begins at 8, that’s means 9ish, and even then, don’t be surprised if things actually start around 10. But Barrow Time isn’t just a sense that start times are iffy; it’s also a sense that the people present count more than the clocks. Events proceed when a certain critical mass of people have arrived, said their greetings and settled in comfortably.

…and that’s when we’re in a hurry.

The bottom line is that this conference did NOT have the usual leisurely pace that I’ve grown to expect from indigenous communities. I suppose this could have been a reflection of the limited samples I’ve experienced in my own lifetime. I still think it far more likely that the difference in behavior could be attributed the conference schedule. Left to their own devices, I can’t help thinking some of these folks would have proceeded much more slowly, a lot more deliberately, and in the process gotten to know each other a bit better.

It was outside on the campus of the college where the tone of the conference seemed most fitting, what with people milling around, chatting, and taking in the entertainment. This is where each of the communities present really represented themselves best. At one point, there was a mini-powwow out on the grass, and of course the Maori kept storming the stage to perform a haka. A Sami lady sang a lovely song in the opening ceremonies, but I’m a right bastard for leaving my camera in its case at that particular moment. Ainu held a wonderful round dance toward the end of the conference, and you can almost tell how great it was from the film. …almost.

At some point I snuck downtown to capture some of the street art. A trip to  Punahou School and a visit with a friend out on the coast rounded out he trip nicely. Anyway, here are some photos and videos.

Unfortunately, I only captured a small portion of the performances. A lot of coolness just didn’t quite make it through my lens. I thought I’d share what I can here now, because some of it really was kind of fun.

(You may click to embiggen)

Let’s start with a few general pictures.

random Bird
Unfortunate Eel (Lucky Fisherman Not Pictured)
Sunset II

Sunset

A Small Selection of Performers.

A Sami Guy taking a picture
Hawaiian Dancers III
Hawaiian Dancers

I can’t remember the island these guys are from. Their dance was really cool.
Unidentified Dancer
Ainu

Hawaiian Dancers II
Hawaiian Dancer IV
Australian Youth Group

Street Art!

Mural
Mural II
Close-Up

Close-Up II
Mural III
Mural IV

Mural V
Mural VI
Cloe-Up III

Close-Up V
Mural VII
Mural VIII

Mural IX
Mural X
Mural XI

Mural XII
Mural XIII
Close-Up VI

Close-Up VII

Maori Haka

A Youth group from Australia. (As I recall this dance had to do with the introduction of European honey-bees into Australia. …the most salient difference between them and the local variety being the presence of a barbed stinger.)

Hula Dancers.

Let’s finish it off with that round dance I mentioned earlier.

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An Uncommon Public Service Announcement

12 Monday Jan 2015

Posted by danielwalldammit in Uncommonday

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Advice, Alaska, Atqasuk, Dumpsters, Garbage, Graffiti, Public Service Announcements, Street Art

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Alaskans always have the best garbage dumpsters. This one for example has some very good advice.

It can be found in the village of Atqasuk on the North Slope.

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Southitude, Thy Name is Portland!

24 Saturday May 2014

Posted by danielwalldammit in Bad Photography, Street Art

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Art, Murals, Photography, Photos, Portland, Street Art, Travel, Wine

295I’ve been walking about a bit. I’m tired and I’m sweating. Whether it’s measured in miles or degrees of humidity, Portland is a long way from Barrow. Southitude brings with it many wonderful things, but I always find the transition just a little jarring.

I enter a wine bar and sit down. I soon have a number of glasses in front of me, each filled with a taste of a different red wine. The owner begins to tell me about the first one.

…and quickly loses me.

The features of each sample are quite lost on me, though the friendliness of the people here isn’t. I eventually settle on a glass of something red. I don’t know which it is and I can hardly tell it from the others, but I like it. “It’s good.” That would be the extent of my tasting note. My tongue is a bull in this china shop. This is a good place, but perhaps it’s a bit better for a different kind of customer. Luckily, I think there is one more mural somewhere down the block, something to look forward to after enjoying my glass of something red.

Oh look, Street Art!

(Click to embiggen)

Big Community Mural
Community Details
Youth Center

Details
Cool Details!
Basketball Player

I almost missed these.
A Colorful Corner
This was a place called “Sound Waves”

Groovy
The colors!
A Blue face

Simple but kinda cool!
Frogs on a Basketball Court
Skull on a Bar

Intriguing Doorway
Wild!
Tortured Beauty

Backside
Painful looking Details

 

 

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Moar Murals from Anchorage!

10 Saturday May 2014

Posted by danielwalldammit in Alaska, Street Art

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Alaska, Anchorage, Art, Murals, Painting, Photos, Street Art, Travel

171Some of you may remember this post covering a host of murals in downtown Anchorage. I even had the privilege to meet Ziggy, the source for many of these toward the end of last summer. Over the last year or so, I’ve found a few more murals and picked up a few new pics of the old ones. Finally got a few pics of the last one i was after on my way out of the ice-box. I’m headed to Vegas and a summer with (fingers crossed) more time for bloggety things. So, I thought I’d show the additions now.

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You may click to embiggen.

 

Sundry Alaskan Themes.
Russia.
I like how the North Slope is pretty much white-out.

Bears Fishing
Coppin a squat
Unfortunately, the trailer is covering most of this really cool mural.

Faces
face
Trixter Raven hiding behind the truck like that!

Marge has fans far and wide.
This was on the road out towards Wassila.
Took this one at night

Cop!
Food Vender
Random Bit

Note the face in the lower left.
Wildlife
It’s a secret mural.

This should drive the cultural conservatives batty-wonkers!
This is on a bar near Ziggy’s shop as I recall.
The Whales look a little more cool at night.

Tagged his own residence.

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Arctic Graffiti II

21 Friday Mar 2014

Posted by danielwalldammit in Alaska, Bad Photography, Street Art

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Alaska, Art, Barrow, Graffiti, Murals, Photography, Snow, Street Art, Winter

001It’s been an odd year here in Barrow, rather warm in fact. Still, a bit of snow did manage to stick to a wall or three, and in due time a few creative individuals took the time to do something clever with it. I don’t have a huge batch of snow-graffiti this time, but a few of these are really cool.

In related news, I actually took the time to tweak a couple of these photos, nothing special. just enhanced the contrast and shifted the color a bit in an effort to make the art come through better. I wouldn’t say that I accomplished anything brilliant, but at least you can read the writing. This is, I think, the first post where I have actually done any post-production on a photo. Sometime, I may have to go back through my old pics and see what I can do to improve a few of them.

Click to embiggen! …come on, all the cool kids are doin’ it!

Snow Shark. He pretends to bring you arctic cotton, then eats your Gilda Radner
Snow Tuttu makes for cold stew!
A rather comforting thought.

It’s cute.
I think some of our students did this
I …uh!

Sunshine on an overcast day.

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Finding Your Inner Southitude: The Adventures of Lobster-Boy and His Poor Companions

03 Saturday Aug 2013

Posted by danielwalldammit in Bad Photography, Museums, Native American Themes, Write Drunk, Edit Stoned

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Art, Institute for American Indian Arts, Santa Ana Pueblo, Sata Fe, School, Southwest, Street Art, Taos Pueblo, Travel

Looking up at the Institute of American Indian Arts

Looking up at the Institute of American Indian Arts

Sleep done left me now on accounta the kids. Not my kids, but they stare at me all day now and mostly frown. I do my best to inflict knowledge upon them, but my evil plans are often foiled by the mysteries of the modern world, …or at least the iphone.

It fills and protects their minds even when it stays in the room!

Some might call it a field trip; I call it a collective loss of Northitude. Alternatively, we could call it turning the heat up on the ice people. It’s also called visiting some folks I happen to think a lot of, but let us save sense and seriositude for another day.

Haven’t traveled with teens since I was one. Its an experience…

“When do we board?”

God may not exist but middle seats are pretty close to proof that the Devil is alive and busy issuing boarding passes. I think he also designs the help pages for Microsoft!

I miss the gargle-bunkies and my bloggetry has gotten sloppy. Classes need work and my ecological footprint is a big boot stomp on everything I love. For now, I am Southward, …and I have hostages!

“Hey, shouldn’t we be boarding soon?”

The rules are as follows:

1) Control of musical decisions belongs to the teenagers in the vehicle. Volume is negotiable.

2) Sarcasm is a given.

3) “Family” doesn’t mean what I think it means.

4) Failure to follow rule 1 is the first step to tears and fears, but no beers, not even one.

What the Hell? Hostages aren’t supposed to make the rules! One of the kids decides to throw me a bone and plays Madonna, (cause I’m old). This does NOT make me feel shiny and new.

Precedent argues strongly for the use of a scowl in conjunction with a stern ‘No’, all of which is best delivered in response to a perfectly reasonable question. I am apparently a bad influence, and I’m almost sorry about that.

“So what time do we board?”

Santa Fe is a wonderful place to visit. Taos Pueblo and the Institute for American Indian Arts are always beautiful places. Watching my students eat Frito pies for the very first time in the front yard of our host and guide brings the beauty up a notch for me. Knowing they aren’t used to the spice is pure joy. …Yes, I’m a bad man.

“Are we boarding soon?”

Seriously, I can’t believe I am driving by so many public murals without even getting my camera out. …I got a couple of them, though, yes, I did.

The doc says I gotta eat more bananas, and my friend owes me a beer, but never mind the beer and the friend, doc says what? She tells me all about the changes in my near future as I look down at my dinner and realize that I am presently eating about the only meal in a month that might pass muster. …except for the noodles, of course.

“Seriously, when are we gonna get on the plane?”

Project Runway aside, it’s probably best to leave the gay bar off the agenda. Angry parents sound like Jaws music. The Elvis Shrine is a big can-do, and Goose is the coolest!

…and the whole thing leads us to old Santa Ana Pueblo, fittingly, during the Feast of St. Anne. So, there we find ourselves sitting at the dining table of a wonderful host, looking over more dishes than any one of us could possibly sample. It wasn’t a week ago that I found myself eating Ugruk (seal) at Nalukataq (the Spring Whaling Festival). Now I am sitting here finishing off a bowl of red chili that proved a bit too much for one of my students, and thinking how wonderful this is. Some days (and especially feast days) it’s a good day to know indigenous people. I can only hope our little trip to the sun and the spicy food finds its way into the “worthwhile” bin amongst the learning lessons of my students. …and that there is more chili to be had.

It is a bit hot outside, and my students are holding the car keys hostage in the hopes that I will show mercy.

“There will be no more ice people if you melt us!”

I can’t help but laugh.

“Has the flight been delayed; when are we gonna board?”

I’m bringing back one demon girl, but another now knows how to feed a hundred Indians with 50 pieces of Fry-bread. Empirical proof of the former is confirmed, but we are still waiting on the latter.

“Seriously, when are we gonna board?”

…and Northitude returns with sleep soon to follow.

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The Museum of Contemporary Native American Arts

Entryway Statue
Princesses
Abstract

Interesting
Yes, those are basketballs

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The New Mexico Museum of Art (with a fantastic exhibition by Peter Sarkisian).




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The Pecos Historical Park

The Church at Old Pecos Pueblo
One neat thing about this church…
It has been abandoned for close to 200 years…

The result of a Comanche raid, I believe.
But the descendants of those that lived here…
…will hold service in this place once a year.

…right under the stars.

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Random Murals

Handball Court
Close-Up …thanks to Diane for helping me think about these sorts of things.
Just a cool wall mural.

PSA mural
Red and White on black.
Smoking Face

Hey that looks like a Shepard Fairey …oh, not without good cause apparently…

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Unhumorous Point of Partial Clarification: I generally don’t show pictures of students, colleagues, etc. This is just a matter of personal respect. They have signed up for work or study with the school, not a command appearance in my personal blog. …also, I have no pictures from Santa Ana or Taos Pueblo. Those would not be appropriate for an entirely different set of reasons.

Yes, I wore sunscreen

Yes, I wore sunscreen

Hats and umbrellas are frowned upon during the Feast of St. Anne. Oddly enough 4 Alaskan Natives and a Tongan don’t burn as easily as a balding white guy who normally wears a hat.

Who’da thunk it?

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Vegas Street Art 3, …but First a Couple Pigeons!

21 Sunday Jul 2013

Posted by danielwalldammit in Bad Photography, Las Vegas, Street Art

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Art, Henderson, Las Vegas, Murals, Photography, Photos, Pigeons, Street Art, Vegas

Hot Birds!

Hot Birds!

Just how hot was Vegas this June? Well, just ask the pigeons.

Seriously, ask the pigeons.

My Vegas vacation this year wasn’t entirely a story of hyper-heatitation (it’s a word now, dammit!). My Vegas Vegation was also a story of big-ass moons, …which I failed to capture, of my friend’s Pathfinder campaign, and my Sister’s new truck. Before that it was a story of her grand-daughter, and of course it was also a story of street-performers and odd museums. It was definitely a story of Mongolian grills, Korean BBQ, and of the Komol Kitchen, …which makes the best Tom Yum Ghai Soup in the fricking Milky Way. It was also a few stories best left untold.

Okay, the untold stories aren’t that exciting. No slot machines were hassled and no hangovers were harmed in the preparations for this post.

But, more to the point, it was also a story of street art. Of course, I had already covered much of the street art in Vegas here and here. I did manage to find a few pieces I hadn’t covered before, including a wonderful historical piece in Henderson by an artist named Giuseppe Abriu. Some of them even appear to be new. So, without further mumbly -gumbo…

House in Henderson.
The 50 Years of Henderson Mural by Giuseppe Abreu contains multiple bits of coolness
Abreu mural in close-up.

Nuther Abreu close-Up.
Girl behind bars!!!
Power Transformer 1)

Apparently power transformers are abstractions! …sort of.
Abstractions under the trees

What is this on Russell Road?
Oh!

Mural dedicated to mining in Henderson.
I’m really not sure what this means, but it’s in the arts district.
Flower Power!

This mural was hidden in plain sight.
Wild face.
Sensual Blues

Okay…
Aerosol deities
Odd Face

Good or bad, these guys are odd either way.
Somber portrait
Sexy girl with hair.

Obama, hm…
Other, hm…
the punch line is missing here, but a possible explanation seems to be at hand.

Lonely egg!
Best not to do that.
He’s a Ninja, run!!!

The bottom of this one appears to be new. Couple close-ups to follow).
Big flowers!
More abstract transformer painting goodness

You should never run this way.
Signatures on a grey.
Buncha faces

Four Faces
This girl is cool!
Sex-appeal is fading

8-ball
Looks like an angry Panda with mutant powers.
Wall, at least some of it looks new to me.

Something creepy in this corner lurks!
Bright-colored signature
Small eyes.

Most of the pieces in this pic you’ve seen before, but I just like the overall shot.
Aerosol cans as military commanders?

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