Archive for the ‘Pastes’ Category

Ras Terms, Grow, Broke – Berkeley, CA

Monday, November 2nd, 2015


First Friday of November 6th BROKE is releasing his new zine SORRY MOM, I’M A VANDAL.

The event is taking place at 14th STREET SUPPLY, Oakland’s newest graffiti shop. (356 w. 14th Street Oakland, CA) It’s downtown on West 14th not International Blvd to clarify.

GONNA be a Pop Show too so bring cash money for the art…

N.O. BONZO Hand Painted WheatPaste – Pacific North West

Friday, October 30th, 2015

No Bonzo Hand Painted Wheatpaste.

No Bonzo Street Art.

Hand painted wheatpaste.

SWOON – Oakland, CA

Monday, October 19th, 2015



Saturday, October 3rd, 2015


Photographer: L. Herrada-Rios

BROKE – East Bay, CA

Sunday, August 9th, 2015


Photographer: L. Herrada-Rios

Wheat Paste – East Bay

Monday, July 27th, 2015


BROKE (PTV) – Oakland, CA

Wednesday, June 17th, 2015


FLOOD – New York, NY

Saturday, May 9th, 2015


Photographer: L. Herrada-Rios

Elefont – Oakland, CA

Tuesday, April 28th, 2015


SWIV – East Bay, CA

Saturday, April 11th, 2015


Photographer: L. Herrada-Rios

BROKE (PTV) – Oakland, CA

Wednesday, April 1st, 2015

HAUNTED EUTH Wheat Paste – Oakland, CA

Thursday, February 26th, 2015

Photographer: Madeleine Tonzi

SWOON – Oakland, CA

Monday, February 16th, 2015


Monday, February 9th, 2015

A brief History of the Star pig by NMG

In the summer of 2001 I created the star pig from an old drawing I did in ’97 for a poster titled “Need a Job?” This was one the first pieces of propaganda I made. As with a lot of my early work, it was about how cops are dirty pigs and cannot be trusted. The reasons why I started making propaganda are various. I was being confronted in art school regarding the reasons why I was there. I have always identified myself as a graffiti artist and my art as graffiti. The teachers correctly challenged me on the reasons why I was in art school. Simply put, you don’t learn graffiti in a class room or in art school (thank god). I started to look at what the school could do that the streets couldn’t. After a few years of dicking around (drunk off my ass), I started working on the computer and then did screen printing. I still felt very strongly that if I couldn’t put a piece of art out on street, it was not worth making the piece of art.