A Cold Night in January
On a cold, cold night in Brooklyn, I met with Bonetti for dinner and then we headed over to Brooklyn Sugar, a club of sorts, built in the proximity of the old Domino Sugar Factory. Those few blocks were long, and cold, but we finally arrived at the exhibition/party of 1980s underground hip-hop-turned-art.
Laura is the expert on the subject (somehow), so she knows more about it than I do. But apparently, this guy was a big graffiti artist in the 80s, and now he’s all grown up and flying the straight and level. So by New York rules, he’s now a famous artist. Check out the shots.
Jessica came around, and we recorded an episode of twentyhood.