FDOE has come out with some new pasteups, haven’t seen anything new by this guy in a while.
Check out my Fdoe category for more of his work.
i’ve blogged about toronto street artist FDOE before, but this bomb of his that i found in kensington market is a departure from his previous work. he usually has a screaming-man motif. is he taking a page out of the book of Spud?
i hope to see more of his work around town, i’m interested to see what he’s got up his sleeve.
I saw your fingers dimming in the lights, like you’re used to being told that you’re trouble, and I spent all night stuck on the puzzle
will i see you at Tweetgasm this monday night? i’ll be the gal with her poster on the wall. wear pink, you pinkos.
Check out my film review of Beautiful Boy, starring Michael Sheen and Maria Bello. I fucking hated it, and totally tore it a new asshole. Whatever guy, sometimes there’s pressure to “like” a film just because it’s shot nicely and deals with some sad themes, but us film critics gotta stick to our guns. I’m sure director Shawn Ku will go far, I just didn’t have the patience to sit through a two hour actor’s wankfest. Disagree with my critique? Don’t tell me, tell the internet. Oh by the way, all other film critics agree with me.
it’s awfully quiet around here since i made some changes. they say that you’d shouldn’t do anything in life that doesn’t result in money or an orgasm.
give me another week or so. essentially i’ve sacrificed both of the aforementioned for happiness.
i think i made the right choice. especially since, in both cases, i was being taken advantage of.
and in both cases, i deserve better than the offer on the table.
have you guys seen this? the music makes my heart ache like it’s just been scraped out clean, until it’s raw and seething red to the touch. and the visuals make me dippy-stupid-bittersweet. watch.
you’ve been warned, boys.
abandon hope all ye who enter me.
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some great street art hauls this week. so i was wandering through some back alleys in little italy and found this scary little guy with the FDOE on him
and then i found this stick on a street sign on bloor near walmer. so i figured this guy was about to blow up the city, and shizzle was i ever right.
this week, the FDOE dude has exploded across queen street west near augusta. although the basis of each wheatpaste is the same, whoever the FDOE artist is, he took the time to make each print somewhat different. it’s the red spatterings that make each one unique.
they look almost like crime scenes. i love it. and the classic gold framings give it that little extra something. highly stylized work. nicely done dude!
so FDOE, who are you? contact me! let’s be friends!
it’s no secret now that i’m a sheppard fairey fan. and also a fan of that anonymous Fordzilla guy. so i’m walking through kensington market and i find an amalgamation of both of my loves. do you see it up on the sign? look closer…
fashioned like a sheppard fairey Obey sticker, but with rob ford’s face, and the word GRAVY!! OMG BRAINSPLOSION!! i love this little guy so much!
Fordzilla are you behind this? if not, who is? i have yet to see more of these stickers, so please keep up your attack on the streets.
i’m going to pretend that whoever chalked this into the sidewalk (spadina, south of dundas) was being facetious. all art is political.
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Ernest Hemingway once said, “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
that’s goddamn right.
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