Our massive 50% off sale on the B/D shop continues today and into the weekend so if you haven’t already bought a stack shirts and books for pennies on the dollar here’s your chance. We’re clearing off the shelves for new inventory and for our brand new website and shop that launches next week so pull out your card, get some product on the cheap, and support your favorite brand. Long live the cult of decay!
Scarecrowoven is into gore, guts, and lots of blood. He warns all of us to Trust No One…. I’m feeling the same way today.
Massachusetts-based painter Raul Gonzalez is not only an artist who has exhibited in galleries, but he also works as an art teacher. I also worked as an art teacher, and so I can’t help but feel an instant respect for Raul. Looking through his paintings, you are immediately reminded of classic cartoons…..classic cartoons that are walking around with arrows pierced through their skulls, boners growing out of their foreheads, and wearing necklaces made out of bullets… I think Raul would be a very fun teacher to learn from.
Joseph Leroux uses various materials (metal, paper, wire, found objects, etc) to create creepy looking sculpture and installations full of symbolism. Check out his series on body parts merged with machinery/ metal works.
Looking through Brooklyn-based artist Steven Ketchum’s illustrations is like watching half of a television show interrupted by an unfocused screen. The figures in his drawings seem confused….either by themselves or each other.
Moscow based artist Daria Marchik enjoys exploring eccentric non-comformity through her work. She dabbles in many fields, which includes art directing, photography, performance, etc. I love her simple, yet powerfully striking costumes that are so full of humor.
New York – based painter, Winston Chmielinski creates an incredibly striking collection of work that may appear a little washed out, but, oddly enough, works to contribute to the powerful execution.
Everyone needs a break from the hectic workloads and congested traffic that comes with living in LA. So we decided to get some R&R time and head down to Puerto Aventuras. Any plane trip for me and my fellow dark complexioned friends involves a long line of song and dance with the airport security. As I scanned my passport I was treated with this friendly yet vague note. After 15 minutes of waiting around a mysterious lady came by and asked a few questions. I gave her my best wink and smile and she decided that I wasn’t a terrorist threat and let me go.