Call it Street Art, Call it Fine Art, Call it What You Know

by Bill Davenport July 8, 2013

Sebastien "Mr. D" Boileau (detail)

Call it Street Art, Call it Fine Art, Call it What You Know is the Station Museum‘s current graffiti show, but whatever else it is, it’s popular art: big, vulgar, colorful, self-aggrandizing and strangely reactionary. Simplistic politics are married to an unsophisticated preoccupation with technique. That’s the medicine you’ve got to swallow before you can begin to appreciate the upside of this exciting, optimistic show.

Like 19th-century academicians, street artists take a jealous pride in their drawing skills, their mastery of elaborate proprietary styles, and in their public reputations. Their close community and intense rivalry is possible because, like those old academicians, they share a narrow, communally defined aesthetic. And, as in old times, the best of them use convention as a springboard for fresh expression, while lesser artists rehash their genre’s clichés.

I’m not going to go into the motivations behind the works, the scene in which they happen outside of the gallery or the biographies of the artists because I don’t know much. Plain facts about quasi-legal art activities are hard to come by. Even the artist’s names are mostly pseudonyms. Looking at the art doesn’t give you the whole story, but it’s the part that makes all the rest important, so here goes:



NEKST by VIZIE is a masterpiece of intricate lettering painted across three walls of the foyer. It’s is the alpha and omega of the show, linking the varied styles of wall painting on display to their roots in tagging, and adding a bittersweet nod to NEKST, a renowned graffiti writer whose career began in Houston, and who died young and tragically last year. Fueled by the Internet, tributes to his short life and ballsy works are possibly even more widespread than his works themselves.

for nekst still taggerIn the adjoining cubicle, KC Ortiz’s five-minute video tribute to NEKST includes an instructive time-lapse documentary of VIZIE painting a NEKST tribute similar to the one in the gallery and dozens of stills of NEKST pieces and homages from around the world. The video isn’t especially moving, but it points out how, broadcast to an enthusiastic international audience through the Internet, the impact of significant street-art work can go far beyond the local. Incidentally, the video also demonstrates step-by-step how some of VIZIE’s effects are produced using modern, specialized spray cans.

On the street, every wall is unique, contributing texture or pre-existing imagery, or at least location. The Station Museum show brings street art indoors, handing the artists big, blank gallery walls to paint on. It’s an unfamiliar problem, which they handle with mixed results.

skull chipmunksAs befits artists who specialize in applying their works onto available surfaces, some of the best pieces are frankly graphic; pieces by ACK!, EYESORE, VIZIE, The Death Head, Ana Maria, and Anat Ronen remain aloof from one another and from the walls they’re painted on, like peel-off stickers ready for installation anytime, anywhere. The Death Head’s skull warrior/chipmunk piece is literally a sticker applied to the floor.

Installation photo: Sode, Sabastien "Mr.D" Boileau, and Empire I.N.S.

Installation photo: Sode, Sabastien “Mr.D” Boileau, and Empire I.N.S.

Pieces by Skeez 181, DUAL, Tatum1, and Sebastien “Mr. D” Boileau all begin lovingly with a central face, then make the classic mistake of filling in the rest of the wall with distracting, halfhearted trivia, just because there’s room. Boileau’s insanely detailed faux-brickwork, and the myriads of tiny tags embedded into Picasso’s face make his piece a joy when seen from two feet away, but from across the room, it’s just so-so photorealism. SODE’s mural seems stretched, exploding outward from a mystical pyramid only to trail off into an indifferent sci-fi starscape.



DECK WGF, and EMPIRE I.N.S. take an additive approach, treating their walls like shopping baskets, loading them up with one image after another until they’re full, leading to rambling compositions. DECK stays mostly on-topic, combining caricatures of Supreme Court justices, flags, tags and captions into a pointed political cartoon about the second amendment. EMPIRE’s sprawling piece juxtposes a vampire kid videogaming, perhaps controlling drone strikes on a mujahedeen via a hefty dose of the juicy 3-D scrollwork that seems to be EMPIRE’s real interest, but it doesn’t gel.

EMPIRE I.N.S., You Can’t End War ... If You Play War

EMPIRE I.N.S., You Can’t End War … If You Play War

Daniel Anguilu’s mural stands alone in its ability to grab a room and transform it. His intricate, crystalline cityscape unrolls elements from Russian churches, fairytale birds, and woodcut printmaking across three big walls with the boiling energy of whitewater. Lee Washington’s stark floating head of Hugo Chávez, painted on an adjacent wall, presides over this chaos like the Wizard of Oz. Nowhere else in the show is there the same synergy between adjacent pieces, or between the pieces and the space in which they are installed.

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Daniel Anguilu, Clandestino/Clandestine

Anguilu’s technique, though flawless, isn’t unusual. His imagery, though inventive, isn’t unique. His scale, though bold, isn’t impossible. What gives Anguilu’s work twice the wall power of his contemporaries is the way it actively uses the space. The show’s other rooms have pieces painted in them or on their walls, but Aguilu’s room IS his piece. It’s difficult to imagine the space without it.

ana maria chickensAna Maria’s enormous steampunk chickens and Anat Ronen’s squirtgun-carrying soldiers are moderately skillful illustrations, but they seem too delicate for the street. Their three-dimensional realism denies them the punch of flatter, more graphic works, and makes them seem like magazine pages expanded to mural size.

Angel Quesada is an oddball, painting a comparatively modest, pastel abstraction like a multi-mandala, using brushes and liquid paint. Fringes of overlapping drips that in an easel painting would be a familiar gimmick here seem radical. In contrast with the funhouse grotesquerie of most of the show, the piece has a sweet, hippy-dippy optimism, despite the floating eyeballs.

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Angel Quesada, Aura Rising

Combining grotesque horror imagery with pinups and children’s cartoon characters, The Death Head executes these expectable ironies with professionalism approaching that of the commercial studios that originated them.

crow skullEYESORE displays formidable graphic fluency in a pair of large semi-decayed bird heads that are too technically pristine to be disgusting, their ragged flesh lovingly rendered in a pseudo-woodcut style familiar from decades of underground comix.

ACK!‘s signature drooling boy is iconic in Houston, and appears at the Station museum still hungry. Part Powerpuff Girl, part Peter Bagge, the boy’s gluttony is given a political twist by a bag of junk food pattenred like the American flag next to his bloated blue body.

Like I said, it’s big, vulgar, colorful work, but to make a dent in the urban landscape, it’s got to be. Big for a big city. Vulgar, to match the vulgarity of the advertising art with which it competes and collaborates. Colorful to contrast with the beige they seem to be painting everything these days. What it lacks in subtlety, it makes up for in entreprenueurial spirit.

It’s the summer for graffiti in Houston galleries: Call it Street Art . . . continues at the Station Museum through August 25. Meanwhile, commercial galleries are taking notice. Peveto will open FUNKMOTOR, its own street art showcase, featuring Daniel Anguilu, Dual, Empire INS, and Lee Washington, and others, on July 13.





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Robert Boyd July 15, 2013 - 10:34

I just wanted to say that this is an excellent review–thorough, thoughtful, expressing opinions that have little to do with received wisdom. It’s precisely the kind of review I like to read. I’m a little embarrassed to engage in public puffery like this, but since no one else had, I figured it needed to be said. Great job, Bill.

Natalie Hegert July 15, 2013 - 12:01

I agree with Robert here. A critical yet measured look at the work, free of hyperbole. Well done!

Carol Potter July 15, 2013 - 14:14

I actually went to the show and thought it was powerful and thought provoking… and very well done. The scale of the art and subject matters were strong. I disagree with your whole assessment of the show in this article and felt like you just wanted to diss it completely, oh well, your OPINION as an “art CRITIC” but for anyone not having seen this show, ignore this lousy article and judge for yourself.

FYI, there have been no busts or fine art paintings made of great art critics… just a thought.

Nathaniel July 15, 2013 - 18:17

It would be cool to hear how someone else views it, who is more familiar with the form, history, and the language of writing and street art, to see what that looks like.

domokos July 15, 2013 - 19:18

We are doing a sound series here for call it what you will… the next is on SAT JUL 27th @ 3pm! FREE TO FOR AND BY THE PUBLIC! cheers!


Rachel July 18, 2013 - 11:01

This show looks pretty awesome. I think Bill really tried to get into the show and he gave it some justice. Possibly he could have mentioned the sharp, thick and thin line quality, or the awesome gray scale fades by Ana Maria, and some of the blended color techniques that are difficult to achieve with a spray can. He says “using modern, specialized spray cans”. I like to think about different pressures in the cans and the various tips you put on them. Krylon,(high pressure) and Montana (low pressure) paints are very different animals. I can pick out the paint brands by the limited color choices each brand offers. How the piece works as a composition on the wall is a super big deal. I’m glad he talked about that.

lia July 21, 2013 - 17:10

This is the most passive aggressive critique i have ever read.

jennifer contreras July 21, 2013 - 21:46

I was with the death head working as his assistant and i cant tell you that the chipmunk piece is not a sticker. we first created a stencil and then The Death Head painted it with aerosol . It looks like a sticker because the sealer He applied to it . I will send you pictures of the process .

Joe Spurlock July 22, 2013 - 09:11

Carol, never speak in absolutes, also be prepared for anyone affiliated with Glasstire to stick up for Ole’ Bill, which is good because it shows that Glasstire folks look out for their own. It is funny though, because I see people stick up for Bill’s writing more than Bill’s writing sticks up for itself. Don’t see why anyone would get mad about this particular write up, it’s not really a review, it is pretty much just his description of the show.

As far as the title of this show, I call it a bad title.

Robert Boyd July 22, 2013 - 10:30

I like reviews that people care enough about to argue with.

Angel Quesada July 22, 2013 - 12:14

I’m glad you addressed the majority of the works in the exhibition with a paragraph mostly, more than most of the write-ups out there! I would hope that someone else out there would be equally ballsy (yet constructive) – many criticisms are quick to point out what is not working, but with 21 different artists in this show, it def is a challenge to effuse. You touched upon many different points in regards to the notion of “street art” (it’s technical design and graphic quality) a very important part of the convo. The effort to make these types of works is unique, the context is not like studio painting, the work has to shout in order to be heard over the gray and din landscape, it is usually seen in a few moments and often painted over. (This exhibit too is ephemeral). I love discovering how others view that which I too see or make. Thanks Bill. MORE!!!!!

Joe Spurlock July 23, 2013 - 10:38

AQ, you are glad because your piece was mentioned, that is a reason to thank the writer.

Call it what you know

joe spurlock July 23, 2013 - 23:34

Joe, Call it what you know. lol


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