Mission Mission

So asks this week’s edition of I Heart Street Art. Link.

Beth Spotswood was trying to shoplift some sundry goods from Walgreens this morning and ended up having an epic, Western-style staring contest with the security guard who was hot on her trail:

This security guard was always 3 feet away and staring directly at me, to the point where our proximity could no longer be ignored. But quite frankly, I was way too embarrassed to say anything. This guy thought I was thief! So I just turned to face him and stared back.

See who wins.

Corinna over at Queen Larbs of Strumpet Valley was at the Lone Palm the other night and some dude in a North Face jacket said to her:

Oh, I see you’re drinking Fernet. Are you drinking it with a ginger back?

See how she responds.

Previously:

Cooking With Fernet

This one presents a bit of a conundrum. I usually think of Ribity as one of the good ones, a graffiti writer who improves surfaces rather than defaces them. So, why this?

The pickle sign looks like it would’ve been pretty great on its own, so I can only assume the proprietor of this pickle shop did something untoward in order to invite such perfunctory defacement.

Address is 560 Alabama.

Previously:

Preserve the Ribity (Oops, too late, it’s gone)

Ribity Bound for China

Ribity Loves Ribity (First Mission Mission post ever)

Reader Rich, who apparently is relaxing at Beretta on Monday morning while the rest of us are hard at work (“hard at work”), just sent this in.

Will the folks at Beretta, they of bathrooms as luxurious and pristine as their specialty cocktails, quickly eradicate it — or leave it be because it is art?

Programming note: If anyone is getting sick of all these smiley face posts, feel free to chime in. At this point, we really could just start a whole nother blog.

See Jesse’s full debrief here.

Remember this kid? Surely you must.

Anyway, some accusations were made in the comments section of our original post oh so many weeks ago, and reader lardtub weighed in yesterday with a fashionably late defense of the accused:

baynikuh- shame on you! you should know better than to try to out people for graffiti.
i’m going to come to your house, wait until you do something illegal, and then slam you for it all over he internet. and p.s. he didn’t throw the m1000. you are full of misinformation. that isn’t even a rumor anymore because most people know better.

i know i am commenting way after the comment storm is over, but this guy is, as some people have mentioned, a mission native. i’ve seen photos of him as a child and he had on the exact same pair of glasses, same haircut, same clothes as he does now.

the fact is, hipsters know that they are fake…so they wouldn’t be caught dead making a sign like this in public. they would talk about it for days but the second there was a threat of someone capturing their bullshit on film they would scurry away to pop’s to do coke in the bathroom and only play one thin lizzy song on the jukebox.

Link.

Here’s one we’ve all seen all over town since forever, but I don’t think it’s ever been on the blog. This particular one is in the bathroom at Argus Lounge.

Wade just sent in these shots of two more of Matthew Briar Bonifacio Rodriguez‘s characters.

For the whole story, check out Forlorn Candy Corn Porn.

Orin put together this nice panoramic image of Community Thrift and its brand-new paintjob. Click here to see it real big.