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...fits within a well-thought out set design. With the whole stage painted black and platforms specially constructed, the audience members are given the sense that the playing area is much larger than it actually is. Additionally, the ambience is enhanced by the painting of lines from the show, graffiti-style, on the wall behind the audience. With this minimalist approach, attention is drawn all the more to the actors and the events on stage...
...want is a cell phone, pager and Palm-style PDA, look out for the Handspring Treo. This slim device is about the size and weight of a regular cell phone, with a protective flip-top and large screen. It comes in two flavors--with a keyboard or with a Graffiti writing pad. A switch at the top mercifully silences the whole thing instantly. Look for it in early...
...photographs of the late Siskind generally consist of close-ups of elements of graffiti, torn posters and walls. Stripped of their original worldly context and printed larger than life, the black-and-white prints emanate the same power as an abstract expressionist painting. In “New York 6” (1950), the shadows, textures and patterns of what may have been a crumpled paper bag or a torn-up poster suggest a complex and intertwined three-dimensional space, composed of intense and richly black shadows but equally of midtones, highlights and small, textured corners. At once abstract...
...With all the hype and an ever-expanding business can LMF and A.Room keep it real? Already the group is doing songs and graffiti in San Miguel beer ads and performing in Levi's-sponsored concerts. Their possible salvation: laziness. It's been 14 months since their last album. "We really don't produce a lot," says Yan, as he holds his joint in the air and gestures toward the crew huddled around the PlayStation. "These guys are very lazy...
...bash dunes. But as I stamp the accelerator, slew and slide up a sand hill and fly over the ridge, trailing a cloud of sand to a crunching back-front touchdown, it's all too apparent I missed my calling. I bounce along the ridges at 70 km/h, graffiti-ing the sand left and right with an exuberant four-wheeled scrawl. Leaning in and cresting another ridge, dodging stray camels and shrubs, I glimpse an endless sea of pristine dunes to pulverize. Even after I'm beckoned in and take off my helmet, I can't swallow my grin. Perera...