
Neighborhood Tattoo by Torsten the dissenter
December 13th, 2007 3:21 PMIs the revolution over? If it is DC0 neglected to inform Mr. Cheney, looks like he had a couple cents to share on the matter plus I figuired I'd better get a 1-800 number joke in soon before its past its expiration date and one that had utility for the life of the tattoo as well. I had to make another image not just for our own internal civil struggles with U of A but one that also would hold a simple meaning for everyone that's going to see it. and since its right at the end of the Panhandle, that's going to be a lot of people.
I also used a new technique to make a clean stencil really easily, I used .003 mm thick sheets of clear acetate. It cuts very neat, allows fine detail and its much stronger than cardboard, you know, just in case you might want to give it a try yourself, you know just saying is all.

It took longer than I thought it would to make my crappy writing look like it was machined and clean
the final message

between Fell and Oak on Baker, parkside sidewalk. Its about two feet tall for perspective.
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hells yeah ! 'cept i didn't fare so well with the ol' plastik...
Also continuing the fine tradition of SF0 as a tutorial in street stenciling. :)
One Clever, One beautiful. Are you as beautiful as you are clever? Your neighborhood needs more yous.
i am a bristol board purist, but damn, these came out great!
Oh, Rubin, you are a caution.
I hope to see things like this around more sidewalks.
I FINALLY SAW THESE!!
din't realize ezackly where you live. the other day i was sad, cold, and somewhat lonely. upon seeing mr. cheney's face, and recognizing your work i burst into smile, laughed out loud, and my eyes even watered a bit. no doubt the other individual on the street thought me batty but i was damn pleased. the wierdest part was that in hindsight i was going the wrong way, and had no business being on that corner. pure dumb luck. once i'd passed the dick and reached the panhandle i turned left and stumbled across the grenade! it's larger than life virtual...
fuck it. i rescind the unconditional love. acetate is as of yesterday my new mortal enemy.
Hmmm, that's my new technique too....