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The Goat Farm

So last night I went to a fundraiser for the Living Walls Conference (http://livingwallsconference.com/) at The Goat Farm. Its an international conference to be held in Atlanta for graffiti artists, wheatpasters, and urban art in public spaces.


Consequently, The Goat Farm is my new favorite dilapidated space to shoot.



Blackie, the co-founder, on the left. He's really really into street art....and apparently graduated with a math degree? yes, I am also confused.





also, they had free popcorn.

regret.

The light was beautiful but the moment was ugly. On second thought, maybe the moment was beautiful too.

b-boys and graffiti girls.

Anyone who knows anything about me, knows i LOVE street art. wheat pastings, stencils, and pieces, oh my!



i have that problem myself.



graffiti is the most recent incarnation of folk art. everyone is untrained yet immaculate in their craft. Its not as terrible as you think, there are rules to it you know. Unspoken understandings of where its ok to tag and where its disrespectful.





but the point is, i love it, and feel a little sad when i go to a city and don't see it. there was a time when i could name off the real birth names of all the premier writers in my city....I'm not going to lie, i kind of miss being in the know, but its time to grow up, sometimes its just vandalism...and sometimes i'd like to think its more.

I'm up to my tits in images.

Rather than go into pretentiousness, as I'm likely to do about the whys of this blog, I figured it's best, as most things are, to dive in headfirst.



Everyday occurrences in downtown Dallas circa 2007 are becoming more precious as time goes on and the further away I move from home. I never see a street preacher in Buckhead.