#shok-1

[omp4n]

Godzilla. SHOK-1. Shibuya City. Tokyo, Japan.

[leydivari]

“İçimde cereyan eden deli rüzgarlar.. “

Leydivâri

Pic; Shok-1

[gloop-augustus]

“Solidarity to the Ukrainians” by SHOK-1

[geekynerfherder]

Corey Helford Gallery presents 'Where Do We Go From Here?', a group art exhibition showcasing artists from the street and urban genre whose work explores and examines today’s world and self, as it relates to identity, politics, and the human condition.

On display in Gallery 3 will be new works by British metal artist Dan Rawlings, Brooklyn-based Iranian brothers, ICY and SOT, female tattoo artist Jackie Dunn Smith, multidisciplinary artist Joe Iurato, New York-based public space artist Jordan Seiler, British artist and pioneer of aerosol X-ray art, SHOK-1, and Australian-based artist Stormie Mills.

The opening reception is on Saturday May 18 from 7pm-11pm at Corey Helford Gallery, 571 S Anderson Street (Enter on Willow Street), Los Angeles, CA 90033 and will be on view through June 22 2019.

[longlistshort]

For more of SHOK-1’s work check out his website and Instagram

[vudansmarue]

Londres, 2017

[internationalemeteorologie]

Shok-1

[fishdavidson]

Dream Journal 2017-06-21: Groceries And Graffiti

Last night’s dreams were a bit fragmented, but they still had some cool stuff happening.

In the first fragment, I went to an unfamiliar grocery store. All the labels on the food looked like they were old and had been bleached by sunlight, but everything was still well within the “Best by/Sell by” dates. I grabbed a bunch of relatively non-perishable food for really cheap (though I ended up almost getting some expensive artisanal macaroni, but I caught myself before the item was rung up and swapped it out for some shelf-stable boxed macaroni) and proceeded to check out. A very nice man who was standing behind me offered to pay for my groceries because he saw that I was carrying around a copy of a Pathfinder rule book. Those books get expensive, and he instantly (and correctly) categorized me as a nerd with a tabletop gaming problem. I wasn’t going to argue, because A.) it’s true and B.) free groceries.

The second dream fragment was the coolest one of the night, in my opinion. On a nondescript city sidewalk, the mysterious graffiti artist known as Banksy left an unsigned piece of art on a black brick wall. The piece was almost comically simple: a black background with 16 (I think!) vertical gray rectangles clustered together in a straight horizontal line. But the next day, a small splash of color showed up on the bottom of some of the rectangles. And the next day, the colors changed again. Only this time, some rectangles had more color and some had less. After a few days, someone figured out why the art kept changing: it was a representation of an audio waveform that was “playing” at a really slow speed. Every day, people would take pictures of the piece as it changed and after a month, somebody stitched together all the days into an animation. That animation got run through an audio processing program, and the sound that was being painted was finally heard:

A scratchy, robotic voice said: “I’m Banksy,” and the world collectively lost its mind at how cool this was. I am inclined to agree.

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Header image of cool street art by Shok-1 taken from londoncallingblog.net. That’s pretty much what the equalizer looked like in my dream, except it was solid rectangles of color instead of bones. Still cool, though.