Street-Fodder
How the End Always Ends… on Flickr.How the End Always Ends…, 2013
42 x 29.5 inches
Charcoal and pastel on paper.

How the End Always Ends… on Flickr.

How the End Always Ends…, 2013
42 x 29.5 inches
Charcoal and pastel on paper.

Gemini on Flickr.

Gemini on Flickr.

For the sake of clarification, this pic was taken from Luna Park’s Flickr stream. 
And the image peeling up is this one, again shot by Luna Park.
Thanks to Sam Horine for finding this crazily noted post!

For the sake of clarification, this pic was taken from Luna Park’s Flickr stream

And the image peeling up is this one, again shot by Luna Park.

Thanks to Sam Horine for finding this crazily noted post!

Tangled Up In Blue [Heron]
Charcoal on wood. 

Here’s a piece I have never carved. Was thinking about it last night. Would love to find someone with mad woodcarving/ Dremmel skills to help me out.

Tangled Up In Blue [Heron]

Charcoal on wood. 

Here’s a piece I have never carved. Was thinking about it last night. Would love to find someone with mad woodcarving/ Dremmel skills to help me out.

I’m very honored to have been jumpstagrammed by the intagram wunderkind Sam Horine —> wheatpasting w/ @elbowtoe #jumpstagram - @samhorine

I’m very honored to have been jumpstagrammed by the intagram wunderkind Sam Horine —> wheatpasting w/ @elbowtoe #jumpstagram - @samhorine

Tastes Like Chicken, 2013.
Hand Colored, enlarged collage pasted on wall.
Brooklyn, NY
The impetus for this piece was an experience I had upon moving back to New York from San Francisco. I was staying with a friend in an SRO on 23rd st, and one day when we were walking around the roofs, we noticed all of these pigeons strung up on a line, as if they were being preserved. It happened to be in close proximity to a Chinese restaurant nearby. 
I also have been rather disturbed over the years at the sight of birds eating meat from the garbage. Sometimes that food is fowl.
One of my assistants from last summer had raised a pigeon while growing up. I thought they would enjoy helping with an image about something they had a direct association with. Of course my imagery went for a darkly humorous note, and I began to wonder how I might be able to layer on some art historical notes. I have always been a fan of Goya, and as I was looking through some of his prints. I came across one where he directly referenced an image of Peter Paul Rubens - Saturn Devouring His Son. I used this same image to base my image upon.
A potential eating of ones own.

Tastes Like Chicken, 2013.

Hand Colored, enlarged collage pasted on wall.

Brooklyn, NY

The impetus for this piece was an experience I had upon moving back to New York from San Francisco. I was staying with a friend in an SRO on 23rd st, and one day when we were walking around the roofs, we noticed all of these pigeons strung up on a line, as if they were being preserved. It happened to be in close proximity to a Chinese restaurant nearby. 

I also have been rather disturbed over the years at the sight of birds eating meat from the garbage. Sometimes that food is fowl.

One of my assistants from last summer had raised a pigeon while growing up. I thought they would enjoy helping with an image about something they had a direct association with. Of course my imagery went for a darkly humorous note, and I began to wonder how I might be able to layer on some art historical notes. I have always been a fan of Goya, and as I was looking through some of his prints. I came across one where he directly referenced an image of Peter Paul Rubens - Saturn Devouring His Son. I used this same image to base my image upon.

A potential eating of ones own.

Delicate on Flickr.I have been in love with this location for quite some time.

Delicate on Flickr.

I have been in love with this location for quite some time.

Don’t know why there’s no sun up in the sky on Flickr.
untitled by jakedobkin on Flickr.I have often said that street art owes as much to the photographers as the artists putting out the work. Here’s a nice example of that.

untitled by jakedobkin on Flickr.

I have often said that street art owes as much to the photographers as the artists putting out the work. Here’s a nice example of that.