There’s a lot of fresh paint in Wynwood so if you’re planning on coming to Miami for Art Basel, be sure to
head over to NW26th St & 2nd Avenue. For those of you who can’t make it, here’s a preview—too many to
post all at once. I’ll be there from November 27 through December 5th. Seeya

Bob and Chaz of The London Police celebrated their spectacular new show “Who Cares Wins” at Opera with a singalong medley of dog songs . The Dandy Warhols harmonized with the artists on favorite tunes including Dogs Rule the World, Terminator Dog, Dog in a Box and Kentucky Fried Dog.

TLP’s huge new paintings feature many recognizable NYC buildings,  portraits of friends and public figures, hundreds of their iconic LADS characters and even a few dogs.  Opera Gallery is at 115 Spring Street.

Last night Freedom and I attended an exclusive reunion of the Crazy 5 and a few friends at a Bronx bar. It was a thrill to meet members of this early, legendary crew and hear their tales in person. Coming soon…the book.

Next week I will participate in a panel discussion about the spontaneous 9/11 memorials and also launch my little book, Remembering 9/11. It’s hard to believe but the 10th anniversary of the September 11th attacks is upon us. On 9/11 in 2001, I watched television with my mom while on a visit to Baltimore. The shocking sight of people leaping to their death just before the towers crumbled is not something easily forgotten. I remember driving back to the city on September 12th and seeing a cloud of smoke along the New Jersey Turnpike where a view of the towers used to be.

In the aftermath, New Yorkers were willing to donate blood, blankets or anything but there was little anyone could do to be helpful.  Along with hundreds of others, I took to the streets with my camera. My focus was the many handmade tributes that people left in memorials around the city—in Union Square, along Canal Street, at the firehouses and in all five boroughs. I also tried to document the spontaneous rituals and ceremonies New Yorkers creative as they came to grips with the attacks.

Although the term “street art” was not widely in use at the time, many of the memorials were just that. People appropriated space on the street for their art. Like street art, the memorials were ephemeral so photography became an easy yet powerful way to preserve, share and remember these poignant tributes. More of my Remembering 9/11 photos here.

Your incredibly creative and original work lives on in books, on film and in memories. You will never be forgotten.

I’m finally getting around to editing photos I took last month in Amsterdam, Rotterdam and Berlin. First to A-dam for the opening of Aiko’s Unstoppable Waves show at Andenken Gallery. The gallery was started in Colorado by Hyland Mather and Malia Tata who then moved it to the Netherlands in 2008.We had a whirlwind few days including some night bombing by boat along the canals. More on Aiko’s blog here.

Shepard and crew have been stenciling and wheatpasting all over town. I caught this delicate gold lotus blossom logo going up on Mott and Prince yesterday. More coming soon.

This afternoon Chinese artist Liu Bolin aka The invisible Man painted himself into a fence hung with hundreds of 9/11 memorial tiles.   Tiles for America began on 9/12/2001 just after the attack on the World Trade Center. Liu and his assistants began painting the clothing for the disappearing act in  Eli Klein Fine Art gallery where Liu’s show will open on June 29th. Today was Bolin’s final performance in New York City—at least for this trip.

Saturday James n’ Jerry of Brass Knuckle’s Crew put together a super sticker show. They mounted hundreds of stickers on large panels and exhibited them at the Witzenhausen Gallery in Chelsiea. Unfortunately it was only a one day event but they’re planning on repeating it at more venues soon.

JR pulled an all nighter working from midnight until 8:00am installing another of his humongous photo murals.  Like the Houston Street wall, the image is from his Native American Standing Rock Nation project in North and South Dakota. The location shares a wall with my Shepard Fairey Defiant Youth colab. It also faces the parking lot on Grand directly opposite Henry Chalfant’s fabled studio where writers used to hang out for hours checking out Henry’s latest subway graffiti photos.  Another JR installation is around the corner on Wooster.

French artist/photographer JR and crew spent a few hours in the rain yesterday pasting a gigantic photo of a pair of eyes over Kenny Scharf’s Houston Street mural.  In real life the eyes belong to DJ Two Bears who was in New York to help with the installation. The photo was from a series of portraits JR took and pasted up at Standing Rock Nation, a Native American reservation straddling North and South Dakota. If you keep your eyes open you’ll probably spot several more JR works going up around town.