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what we did to get by

a new print being released tomorrow, saturday the 10th of July.

from the horses mouth:

What We Did To Get By

6 Color Screenprint,
Black, gold, red, white, green and brown
Printed on heavy stock chipboard

Dimensions: 24x18 Inches.

Edition of 20
Signed, numbered, and embossed
by the artist
$200 + S&H
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We are dropping a fresh 6 color print from Tel Aviv, Israel based artist Know Hope this Friday, July 10th, 2009 at 12pm. We worked with him in our Downtown Los Angeles studio doing hand drawn separations and adding customization to every print. This edition has hand touched background washes with customized star stencils and hand painted dashes. This makes every print a one of a kind piece of art. These are in a extremely small edition of 20 so be ready for the release this friday.


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Uploaded on Jul 9, 2009

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no soul for sale

ill be doing an installation at this event opening this coming tuesday:

NO SOUL FOR SALE

548 West 22nd Street
New York, NY
www.x-initiative.org


Opening Reception: June 23, 6-9pm with a performance by Martin Soto Climent.
Opening times: June 24 - 28, 1-9pm
NO SOUL FOR SALE – A Festival of Independents will bring together 40 independent forces from around the world that uniquely animate contemporary art (not-for-profit organizations, alternative institutions, artists' collectives and independent enterprises). From June 24–28, all floors of X Initiative will be utilized by the groups to simultaneously present art, music, performances, and publications.



Artis Contemporary Art Fund is pleased to participate by presenting two commissioned projects for the festival. Tel Aviv Street artist Know Hope has his NY premiere creating a new site-specific installation located on the 4th floor of X. This work continues a narrative began a year ago, based on an un-named figure, a manifestation of universal human vulnerability, observing, experiencing and commenting on different stages and situations of despair, hope and discovery. Through the use of a vocabulary of iconography such as the figure, electricity poles, tree stumps, broken televisions and billboards, the artist creates a metaphoric world reflecting the one we live in. Hearts figure into all of the works, and Know Hope has said, “I hope to move heavy hearts at least one inch to the side by confessing that I'm petrified and secretly in love with the world.”



Know Hope works both on the street and in the gallery. His installations incorporate painted backdrops, paper paste-ups, and cardboard, a material easily found everywhere that makes the content of the pieces physical and relates to the urgency of creating temporary art for the street - the liability and rough fragility of the struggle. The artist has also produced a 4-page newspaper, The Anytimes, that will be distributed at X and guerilla-style throughout the city.

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Uploaded on Jun 21, 2009

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the anytimes.

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Uploaded on May 30, 2009

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the times wont save you (this rain smells of memory)

an installation and other moments
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in continuation of this storyline, or any storyline for that matter, we turn to become vulnerable to the times. these are the anytimes. the end of the world comes and goes, it seems, on a regular basis.

that said, this chapter, or episode functions as the embodiment of the signs of things to come- a telegram or bottle rocket from elsewhere, that in clumsy dialect is telling us that we must overcome.

the times are happening in real time.
the naturally inevitable dynamics of every fear, hope or premonition we could ever have.
and as we feel the times rising upwards like a flood, were standing here knee-deep with our fingers crossed while we hope-fully plea, "we'll be after everything someday".

this rain smells of memory. memories creating themselves in real time.
and so its written in the usual but eerily accurate headlines, its written all over our weary faces.
tattooed on our eyelids so when we sleep we are speaking dreams of elsewhere, and subtly and secretly confessing our desperate love for our busted surroundings, and anything or anyone inhabiting them;

and so in that same clumsy, but very eager dialect, we speak a born-again stutter, "the times wont save you, your embracing of them will."


this exhibition holds nothing but a reflection of where we are now, and offers us nothing but the suggestion of adaptation and (re)adjustment to the current tides.
this is a binding burden, and we're all in this together.

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Uploaded on May 20, 2009

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