Netdisaster lets you “destroy” any given Web page — with scribbling babies, rampaging dinosaurs, defecating heifers or just plain old GRAFFITI. It’s like taking an anger-management course online.
Type the target’s URL into the search box, select your weapon(s) of choice, and fire away. (Other options include cream pies, paint balls, and chain saws, but for maximum destruction, I recommend airborne objects: Meteors and zeppelins are especially good.) Once you’ve gotten your aggressions out, click over to “flower power” and grow a tidy little garden over the website’s remains.
Any URL works, even the one for this board.
Hell Yes. ! .
I consider my posting to do the same thing, pretty much.
On a related note, i was in Seattle once and I saw a “moms” tag on a train. Now, it mighta been a different “Moms”, but it sure looked like the same font they use. That’s one of the cool things about art on trains. It gets seen by people waaaaay outside your town.
Graffiti Artists Hold Panel With Old Nemeses in Blue
Back in the day, Cope2, a Bronx graffiti legend as big as a linebacker, usually found himself in proximity to police officers only when they were tracking him in the metallic darkness of a subway yard or when they finally caught up to him and hauled him in.
But on Thursday night he sat willingly within reach of three officers — or at least three retired ones — on a comfortable couch at the powerHouse Arena, an art gallery and bookstore in the Dumbo section of Brooklyn. The officers, one of whom had arrested Cope2 several years earlier when he was leaving his house to walk his pit bulls, sat on another couch across from him and two fellow graffiti artists.
For the next hour and a half, in front of a packed room, all six were guests on a kind of bizarre hip-hop “Dick Cavett Show,” featuring profanity, accusations of police brutality and lots of memories from the days when both the artists and officers were younger and more agile, fully enlisted in the cat-and-mouse game of New York City graffiti in its heyday….
Through interviews and guerilla footage of graffiti writers in action on 5 continents, BOMB IT tells the story of graffiti from its origins in prehistoric cave paintings thru its notorious explosion in New York City during the 70’s and 80’s, then follows the flames as they paint the globe. Featuring old school legends and current favorites such as Taki 183, Cornbread, Stay High 149, T-Kid, Cope 2, Zephyr, Revs, Os Gemeos, KET, Chino, Shepard Fairey, Revok, and Mear One. This cutting edge documentary tracks down today’s most innovative and pervasive street artists as they battle for control over the urban visual landscape. You’ll never look at public space the same way again.
BOMB IT has shot in Los Angeles, New York, Philadelphia, San Francisco, Tijuana, London, Paris, Amsterdam, Barcelona, Hamburg, Berlin, Cape Town, São Paulo, and Tokyo.
Palestinian activists climbed wooden ladders leaning against Israeli’s West Bank separation barrier Friday and carefully spraypainted in English “My dear Palestinian brothers” — the first words of what they say will turn into a letter stretching over 1.6 miles long.
The letter, composed by South African human rights activist Farid Esack, contends that Israel’s treatment of Palestinians living under military rule is in some ways worse than what blacks suffered during the apartheid era in South Africa. Israel has vehemently rejected such comparisons.
