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March 24, 2006

itsy bitsy bollocks

2006_0324_pandyslut.JPGIf you've yet to succumb to Butterstick madness, succumb to Mark Jenkins' matured version of our feisty panda. His futuristic revision proposes a more rebellious future, sculpted with a tape gun including red flashing tits, a short skirt, and a permanent stance on 14th st. NW.

D.C. resident miscreant Jenkins is part of a fluid four-man street art installation called itsy bitsy bollocks, with Mr. Eggs, Travis Millard, and local Kelly Towles (last seen curating WPA/C's Wallsnatchers). Like a backpack nuke exploded inside a fringe art gallery, the artists have vandalized P street's transformer gallery inside and outside with graff and its awesomely pop cousins, the wheatpaste, the projection, and D.C.'s tape sculptures. It's the most chaotic thing I've seen inside a gallery with a keg at the opening.

Travis Millard shoots and speeds up graffiti in progress. The video itself is driving, maybe monotonus, but it's incorporation with Towles and the others is brilliant. A small advertisement tow-plane serves as the video's projection screen and the coordination is seemless and at once chaotic.

There's no show stealer more prevalent than the outside of the gallery, making this a gratifying window shopping show in the off hours. The facade is dressed in plastic pigeons pooping paint on to the gallery. A tape sculpture baby contemplates the edge of the roof while Eggs and Towles paint around the gallery, spilling in to the street.

The installation is a return to Towles' 2005 Adamson Gallery show in which a hundred street artists offered free works for auction. The current collaboration brings Mr. Eggs from England, where he paints over works by Banksy in that street artist's own gallery shows--an extreme diss in the friendliest sense. His work is usually left up. The Manchester native creates a no apologies street art palimpsest: "I just want to paint the town yellow and make folk smile and if I have to break a few eggs along the way, well I guess that’s what’s got to happen."

If there's something off putting about the show, it's the no seams success of it all. This is street art but despite it's exploded in the gallery look, the show is clean on the inside. The integration is alarmingly tight. This is street art's compromise in the gallery and it may be necessary, but there should be more risk.

So maybe take over the neighborhood Wholefoods? We're not sure, but this is as close as it gets without being arrested.


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Can we have a re-write or an edit, please? I know it's friday afternoon and all, but, for chrissakes, it took me forever to understand what was going on in the article. And I have a passing familiarity with the artist's work (well, Jenkins anyway), and it was still confusing (god help those who don't have an idea about what the work usually looks like). I'm at a loss as to whether this is bad writing, bad grammar, or just a poor attempt.

I don't want to be mean, but, honestly, if you (the writer) are doing this for experience, then you should actually make it a learning experience rather than a resume-filler.

Let's try this (with the goal being more concise and clear writing, but trying to keep whatever you were going for--I'm not saying my revisions are the best, but its an improvement):

If you've yet to succumb to Butterstick madness, succumb to Mark Jenkins' matured version of our feisty panda. His futuristic revision (at right) proposes a more rebellious futureattraction, sculpted with a tape gun and including red flashing tits, a short skirt, and a permanent stance on 14th st. NWstreet-walking locale near the corner of 14th and P street, NW.

The work of D.C.'s resident miscreant, Jenkins, is part of a fluid four-man street art installation called itsy bitsy bollocks,. Rounding out the group are artists with Mr. Eggs, Travis Millard, and, fellow local, Kelly Towles (last seen curating WPA/C's Wallsnatchers). Like a backpack nuke explodeding inside a fringe art gallery, the artists have vandalized P street's transformer gallery inside and outside, with graffiti and its awesomely-pop cousins,: the wheatpaste, the projection, and D.C.'s-own tape sculptures. It's the most chaotic thing I've seen inside a gallery. with a keg at the opening.[What are you trying to say here? The gallery had a keg-shaped opening? There was a keg next to the gallery door? The beverages at the gallery opening included keg beer?]

Travis Millard's contribution is sped-up video of shoots and speeds up graffiti in progress. The video itself is driving, albeit maybe monotonus, but it's the incorporation with Towles and the others iswhich makes it so brilliant.: A small advertisement tow- plane tows serves as the video's projection screen, making and the coordination both is seemless and at once chaotic.

There's no unquestionable show stealer more prevalent than is the treatment given to the outside of the gallery, making this a gratifying window shopping showexperience in the off hours as well. The facade is dressed in plastic pigeons, pooping paint on to the gallery below. A tape sculpture baby contemplates the edge of the roof, while Eggs and Towles paint around the gallery, spilsling in to the street.

The installation is a return to Towles' 2005 Adamson Gallery show in which a hundred street artists offered free works for auction. The current collaboration brings Mr. Eggs from England, where he paints over works by fellow street artisit Banksyin that street artist's own gallery shows--an extreme diss in the friendliest sense. His work is usually left up. [Look, you obviously did some research, but it is just not translating well. Whose work is usually left up? The never-mentioned-before "Banksy"? And, with the following sentence, who is "the Manchster native"? "Banksy" whose works may or may not usually be left up, or Mr. Eggs? or, fuck, maybe it's Towles. Who knows, and your writing is not making it any clearer] The Manchester native creates a no-apologies street-art palimpsest.: "I just want to paint the town yellow and make folk smile and if I have to break a few eggs along the way, well I guess that’s what’s got to happen."

If there's something off-putting about the show, it's the no-seams success of it all. This is street art, but despite it's exploded-in-the-gallery look, the show's is clean on the inside. The integration is alarmingly tight. It is almost too clean on the inside for its own good. This is It might be street art's necessary compromise in for the gallery world and it may be necessary, but there should be more risk.

So maybe should it take over the neighborhood Whole fFoods instead? We're not sure, but this is likely as close as it gets to unadulterated vandalism without being arrested.

 

fuck. the strikeout command didn't work. Well, you'll just have to figure out for yourself where to strike words.

 

dclounger, I think I love you.

 

If that doesn't earn you the Good Citizenship award, I don't know what would . . .

 
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