DALeast… in Newhall?

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This awesome work of art is located on the side of Newhall Paint Store at the corner of 9th and Main Street in, of all places, Newhall, California in the Santa Clarita Valley.  Don’t get me wrong.  I’m not knocking Newhall or the SCV for that matter; I’ve lived here in Awesometown for years.  You just don’t think of the area as one that would attract a noted public artist who has painted murals in South Africa, France, Denmark, Tahiti, Australia, and other countries around the world.  After all, Newhall is home of the Annual Cowboy Festival!

When I heard about this mural I immediately went to view it.  It looked authentic, but I just couldn’t believe DALeast was in Newhall!  I called the store and the person who answered the phone confirmed the mural was legit, but I wasn’t truly convinced until it was added to the artist’s official website.

So to all the haters, “Suck it!”  Santa Clarita is Awesometown!  We have Magic Mountain, a world-class shopping mall, and a DALeast original.  So next time you’re wondering, “What should we do this weekend?”  Head north on Interstate 5 or Highway 14 to SCV.  But, don’t go too far north.  You could end up in Bakersfield or Lancaster!  Those towns are not awesome!

 

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Happy Hour!

Happy Hour

This photo was taken in Santa Barbara, California.  I think it’s genius.  I would agree that it may not be the type of thing that comes to mind when thinking about public art, but I think it qualifies.  After all, it is art…and it is for public view.

The point of this is to advertise the restaurant’s happy hour and hopefully draw in customers; however, more than that was actually accomplished.  Think about it.  The ad aspect could have been accomplished by writing/drawing the same information on a large chalkboard near the front of the business like every other bar and restaurant on the street.  The colors and design layout here is entertaining and made me happy just to look at it.  An “artist” decided to create something beautiful for the public to view, not simply advertise the $5 beers…although I did enjoy a couple of those beers.

Chalk Flower

It’s really inspiring.  I can imagine doing something similar on a patio.  Imagine drawing brightly colored flowers like this all over a boring cement (or as in this case, a brick) slab. Or, even on a bedroom wall.  Instead of a headboard, a beautiful freehand flower could be drawn.  Imagine how striking a black chalk sketch on a basic apartment-white wall would be! Spectacular!

Hey Sistah, Soul Sistah…

Hey Sistah, Soul Sistah…

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Painted by Muralist, Kristy Sandoval

This mural is on the side of Stylesville Barbershop in Pacoima, CA at the corner of Van Nuys Boulevard and Pala Avenue. The photo is beautiful, but in person, it is breathtaking. Most importantly though, it is thought-provoking, soul stirring…but isn’t that the point of art?  It’s about more than just hanging something up on the wall that matches a room’s décor.

It should move us and cause us to ponder.  It should bring pleasure every time we gaze upon it.  It should give rise to some kind of emotion:  happiness, joy, anger, sadness, something to remind us that we are, and we can, and we will…It should be accessible.  Public art, street art, graffiti (whatever you want to call it), does that for everyone.  Rich or poor, we can all enjoy it.

In this particular piece you see the pretty flowers, but look closer.  At first you may think “Wow, I love the relief-work with the flowers.  They give the mural so much dimension and the colors are so brilliant.”  But then, you notice the writing: “A Womyn’s Place is in the Struggle.”  Womyn? Is that a typo?  And then you remember that Women’s Movement thing, or that ERA thing from back in the day.  Look a little closer and you see a shout-out to Assata Shakur.  Who?  Well, those are all the things that ran through my mind.

And then things went a little deeper for me…Malala…sex slaves right hear in our own front yard!…male politicians debating the choices a woman should not be able to make about her own body. The struggle is more real than ever, ladies…and gentlemen–who “truly” love the women in their lives–and our place is in that struggle.