Theres nothing more I despise than “street-art” shows with fancy cheese platters and cheap wine at a little hole-in-the-wall-art-gallery in some jenky-as-hell but soon-to-be-hip-neighborhood.

RIP Parachute Factory. You were my greatest one night stand.

And no, I am by all means not trying to claim that I am hood rat, a child of the street, or one of those that keeps it real. I’m just saying. This ‘one night only’ show was fucking awesome.

It was amazing to see how these artists grew their work into, and out of the building. Without any limitations to the space.

– “You need to tear down that wall to increase your installation? Yeah, theres a sledge hammer in the closet over there!”

It is sad to see something good go away. But when I left, I was ok with it. I don’t find it THAT unfortunate that the building is being demolished in a few weeks. It is not THAT sad that the art will go down with the building. This artgallery is alive (like your favorite dead grandma). I cant describe it anyway. This is how it should be displayed.
Run with this concept. Move your gallery around buildings that are vacant, abandoned, or are about to be torn down. This will keep “street art” where it belongs, it will allow it to float freely, and for it to truly communicate with its surrounding.

RIP Parachute Factory. You were my greatest one night stand.

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