Instagram pictures from the block around my building. Oh Fruitvale, why must you be a dumping ground for all of Oakland’s questionable furniture and tragic bits of street dada?
The zombie apocalypse is now.
Shark vs. Jet Ski
Virgin Mary
Pedovan Still Life
Sometimes I fall irrationally in love with certain buildings. Like this one on 17th and Texas in San Francisco. I understand wanting to cover up graffiti and tamp down on blight but really? Magenta, silver, and peach paint on a brick building? That is a travesty of building preservation/restoration.
But at the same time, what a beautiful contrast! The layers of paint, the overgrown bed of poppies, the boarded up arched doorway, the double layered signage, the off centered balance. I find it quite aesthetically pleasing even if it’s tragically neglected. I wonder what it looks like inside…
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Peking Express on Center Street in downtown Berkeley. It’s a takeout eat takeout kinda world! NOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOM
I have an obsession with signage featuring animals/creatures/mascots eating their own kind. It’s like cannibalism, only adorable in that anthropomorphization-gone-wrong kinda way. “I am so cute and delicious that I would eat myself! You should take this as a recommendation to come eat me too!” Of course, my favorite example is this sign/mural from 24th Street in San Francisco. Everyone in this tableau is just so HAPPY to be there. That pig is just so EXCITED to be in that pan. And let’s not talk about the butcher pig and his decapitated friend. Some things are better left unsaid.
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As seen on San Leandro Street – a pedo van, a birthday cake, and fireworks.
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Sometimes negative space is gorgeous. Instagram of the American Steel Studios.
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