The Fizz has Fizzled

Alec has been “appearing” all over the city. He’s a busy man, and apparently so are his cohorts. Graffiti is all over the streets, and it’s starting to feel like a great big dog park with everyone shitting in the same corners. Damn, Banksy is an original. Finding graffiti artwork used to be more hidden, a little mysterious, a bit of a treasure to find that great piece of work in the annals of the city, tucked away in Silverlake barrios. The garish marketing promos for every art show, skate shop and graffiti artist is tiring, and no longer as interesting as it once was. After all, there is no comparison to be made between Banksy to a poster artist, and little to say about artists who aren’t saying anything at all. As Emma Thompson recently said about Audrey Hepburn’s acting, it’s “twee”, the whimsy without wit.

The Blick Art garage is a popular spot, so are all the electrical boxes, any surface that already has a poster on it will definitely be covered by another within hours. The same posters, the same artists, over and over – and though Alec may be using a known icon and counted as a poser (I’ve gotten lots of comments), he doesn’t always stay on that path; his paintings and celebrity images are a different meme altogether. I wouldn’t even know they were made by Alec if he didn’t scribble his signature at the bottom of each one. So where does it go from here? You tell me.

Blick Art Parking Garage

Ok, this is actually a new place to put a stamp