Sol Lewitt

Sol Lewitt, is one of my favorite artists, he's actually respected for the art he does on walls. I love how clean, and sharp, and fresh his artwork is even if its many years old. There is not a flaw in any line. I went to this gallery in Massachusetts

The Third Rail

I went to Chelsea to check out some sculpture galleries and found a graffiti art gallery also, called the third rail if I remember correctly, It was very interesting to me especially since I saw the movie about the movement also.

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self portraitspraypaint grapes

This summer I went to an art camp in dumbo, this piece is a graffiti piece about 7 by 4 or 5 feet and it's a callabo by my art teacher, and me. We used Ironlak spray paint for this.

Coney Island

I went to Coney Island today, I took the F to the Aquarium train stop, there was no one else in the train, and I did pull ups on the hand bar supports. The train ride was about thirty minutes, and I interested myself in observing, and reading the variations of graffiti on the walls next to the train. I always try to find graffiti artists I know when I do this. I got off the train and walked along the boardwalk, right around where the Nathan's was there was a huge crowd. In the middle of the crowd there was a taped off area showing the boundaries of the "dance floor" there were several people dancing. There was a stereotypical Bronx guy breakdancing on the floor, he was amazing, he was probably of Irish decendence, he had jet black, short hair, and a thick accent, he also had very deep eye sockets. There was also this very thin, old man, with shoulder length black hair, who kinda looked like he had just time traveled here from the sixties, he had the hat, the sunglasses, and the pants. He seemed to be doing like a moon walk or something. In another corner there were several elderly Hispanic women dancing, the were doing some variation of ring around the rosy if you ask me, they held hands and just danced in a circle. This Wacky dance circle just made me feel like I had totally walked into another country, it was just so different from the part of Brooklyn that I live in, yet it was so close. I went over to the work out section on the beach and tried doing as many pull ups as I could, which was seven, I'm working on it. 

The rides at Coney Island all scare the crap out of me, they just don't look reliable at all. I'm surprised they don't have a daily casualty list there. There's one ride there that I have sworn never to go on until I have written my will, which hopefully won't be too soon. This one ride is a group of spinning swings which look very easy to fall out of. The swings twirl in circles at about fifty feet in the air. people say the Cyclone is the scariest ride there, but I've been on it and there is no way it's scarier than the swinging one. The two rides I did go on today were the electro spin and the spinning jet fight or something like that. the electro spin nearly made me crap myself. It swung up and down extremely fast while spinning like a top. The fighter Jet one was the first ride I have ever been on that goes upside down, and I am willing to bet money that people have fallen out of that thing. One thing that did make me uneasy before getting on it was seeing someone's cellphone fall out of their pocket while on the ride from a good twenty feet in the air. I sure didn't want my phone to end up like that. My day at Coney Island was very strange, and interesting, I wouldn't have gone if I didn't have life insurance, and I'm certainly glad that I didn't turn out to need it.