Bushwick Open Studios is Paved With Street Art Brooklyn’s already percolating artists neighborhood called Bushwick continues to thrive despite the circling of real estate agents, lifestyle brands and celebrity chefs. Born in the mid-late 2000s as it’s older sister Williamsburg to the West began to professionalize, this noisily industrial and dirty artists haven got a
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BSA Film Friday: 05.24.13
Our weekly focus on the moving image and art in the streets. And other oddities. Now screening: Alice Pasquini in Italy, Rise and Fall of Street Art in Barcelona, Jaz “Cult to The Character”, and Enzo & Nio in New York. BSA Special Feature: Alice Pasquini at Memorie Urbane 2013 in Italy Rise and Fall
BSA Film Friday: 03.29.13
Our weekly focus on the moving image and art in the streets. And other oddities. Now screening: Vexta in Kochi, India, “Crimes of Minds” video for the new book, and Yok, Sheryo and Fecks in Mexico BSA Special Feature: Vexta in Kochi, India. Australian born Brooklyn-based Street Artist Vexta was in Kochi for the first
Images of the Week 03.17.13
We just took a tray of green jello shots out of the freezer and you can kiss anybody you want because today we’re all Irish, even Shakisha. Happy St. Patrick’s Day to you, unless you are one of the thousands of gay or lesbians dis-invited as usual from marching down 5th Avenue yesterday in the
On The Road With Nanook, Ever, Sten & Lex Through Italy and France
What did you do this summer? We’re starting off the week with a colorful and detailed travelog from Rosanna Bach, who really gives BSA readers a sense of the experience for Street Artists who go to distant places to create their art on walls for fun and festivals. Thanks to Rosanna as photographer and contributor,
The Paris Underbelly Surfaces : A New Gallery Beneath the City
Opening under cover of night somewhere in Paris, four stories beneath la rue, a secret subterranean gallery in a sealed tunnel appears suddenly. While activity on the street overhead is hectic and dense with cars, trucks and pedestrians, the dry dust is ankle-high here in this darkened silent morgue, its cool dank air now permeated