LMU MAG

IMG_1995, a photo by Man One Art on Flickr.

I'm featured in the newest LMU Magazine issue.

Nice little piece on murals in L.A. and apparently I'm the only ex-Lion muralist they could find, so check out the article!

http://magazine.lmu.edu/archive/2013/la-murals-city-lights

HOUSE GRAFFITI: WEST L.A. 2013

Meet Donna who commissioned me to do this mural. She's one hip lady (and grandma!)


Here's the quick video of the making of the mural.
(Thanks to my boy Reggie for shooting and editing this!)



Full timelapse of the mural painting shot on my Izzigadgets Orbit:


Slideshow and more pics on Flickr:


Want me to pimp your crib? You know what to do...
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FOR LA BY LA

Painted at this event "For LA by LA" last weekend at McLogan's in DTLA.

The mural will be up for a while I assume.

Enjoy the pics, video coming soon!


Photo by Jesse Saucedo



Freaking Vyal...




More pics from this event on my Flickr

LIVE PAINTING: BRITWEEK IN SANTA MONICA

Painting I created live at the 3rd Street Promenade in Santa Monica in support of Britweek.

(Click for more pics)

Time lapse video:

ADOBE MAX BASH

I was invited to help guests have fun with a graffiti wall for last nite's Adobe Max Bash after party during their big creative convention in DTLA...


Paints, gloves and markers were set up...


I painted a quick logo and some motifs...


Stencils were placed about...


Then this happened!









Good times!


Too bad I wasn't feeling 100% to watch the Black Keys perform...there's always next time.

POEM BY JOSEPH ROSS

This is the first time (that a know of) where a poem was written, inspired by one of my murals. Enjoy!

                                    On “The Downtown Artist at Large”

                                    A Mural by Man One, Los Angeles, 2012

                                                  for Lamont

                                    by:  Joseph Ross © 2013

                                    If only America’s roof

                                    could keep out the cold

                                    the way colors sometimes

                                    can, the artist’s brush

                                    might tower over

                                    the world like God or

                                    God’s mother, awaiting

                                    not worship or gold

                                    but use. The brush gripped

                                    to splash the color of light

                                    in the shape of a broken

                                    life. Good and evil,

                                    the saliva of God, wait

                                    impatiently to mix with

                                    the hue of open eyes,

                                    the color of coffee,

                                    the shade of an impatient

                                    country where some are never

                                    at home. The artist finally

                                    arrives at the color

                                    of a wall’s destiny:

                                    every rich man’s wall re-born

                                    with a poor man’s face.

                                   

                                   

                                                                     

More info on the poet: www.JosephRoss.net