and i really don t know where it will take me. waking up every day in a different country, creating projects, never really looking back, just being in the action, action, action, action. maybe that is why i have always been documenting it to keep a trace of it. the excuse of the art is the greatest pass ever. i could be kind of shy and can be afraid to talk to people, but when i do a project, i have to explain, i have come here by myself, with my own money, to try to do this project here with you, in your community, if it makes sense to you. then, of course, some people ask, what will this achieve? i always say, i don t know, let s see. it s almost like we do a pack of the unknown, we will do this, but i have no idea where it will take us. [noise] thank you. can you show your i. d.. [noise] here i am, a super max prison, with an inmate that has been incarcerated with teenagers, mainly because of the free strike. this is for maximum security
i said can i come? she said no, leave your back. go up the street, all the way. anyone who stops you with a gun, tell them to go see todd rosa. when i got up there she was waiting for me. she said we want to introduce you to someone in our community. i said sure, who? his name is mauricio. he s a photographer. in my head i m like, cool. i don t need a photographer. i want to know how i can paint on the house. she said you need to talk to merits you. mauricio arrives. he s born there, is raise their, knows everyone, rather than explaining what i wanted to do, i took portraits that i had from other poor projects, and using my computer i placed eyes on the houses. i brought him the piece of
Writing for the Dec. 23, 1979 edition of the San Francisco Chronicle, the music critic fairly gushed about the singer for Los Microwaves.The trio, part of a riotous scene of bands playing punk and new wave in the Bay Area, offered its own brand of.