As you may or may not know, We here at LTV have our own publishing wing cranking out the occasional underground completely DIY publications. We don’t do it so much for the profit as for the desire to document various exploring related aspects of NYC life in print form for generations to come. That said – here’s some 411 on our latest: Yard Job NYC
NYC: It’s where modern day graffiti went from chicken scratch to full blown art form during the most improbable of times.
Rail Yards: Much like the subway yards before them, the freight yards of NYC have become a proving ground for a new generation of writers.
Yard Job NYC is the only book that documents this relatively obscure through thriving graffiti scene. nowhere else will you find old school cats like Chino, Wolf, Smith, Trap, and Zephyr crushing cars illegally, along side newer writers – Noxer, Staer, Celf, Muk… Completely devoid … [ read more ]
Even homeless people need love.
This sign is posted by a spot where a survivor of urban warfare has been living on the street for at least a year now. Hard time that seemingly hasn’t changed either his sense of humor or sense of hope & need for some lovin’.
In 1990 you could take this photo in open air daylight.
To get the same shot at the same place today, standing as close to the same vantage point as the photo above, requires a trip into the underground.
Vancouver is a city of alleys, and it is here where most graffiti seems to thrive. While walls can be relatiely clean, the trash dumpsters most definitely are not.
Vancouver Granville Murals
Not a whole lot to say, while out exploring we had to walk down these tracks, sure enough the freight showed up before the hole in the fence so there wasn’t nuthin’ else to do but shoot that motherfucker.
I’m not going to say a lot about this place other than I’ve been coming down here for years – not for the fun or adventure, but to get the fuck away from the world above and to read graffiti scrawled on some walls where only the chosen insane few will read a word of it.
Take a ride
Visit the New York Below
You get no sponsorship for putting on these shoes
Quik Xmas with RTW family
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(Writeup from spring, 2013 – Photos and original publication date: 5/25/2006)
In the mid 2000s, a decent portion of my explorations were fueled by a heavy desire to get away from the psychotic women who were desperately trying to cling to me like rats to a life raft as their broken lives went underwater. (Pro tip: never try to save someone drowning from the stupidity of their own bad decisions – they will only drag you down. No good deed ever goes unpunished.)
The first night I went to the bat cave, it was one of those turn off the phone and get away from these demented bitches nights. I was hitting up subway spots around Carroll gardens and figured that a little late night solo rooftoping might be in order as well.
Upon arrival, I found easy parking and a simple entrance to he property. Just hop off the bridge, walk along the shire down a desolate trash filled path, follow that path up to and over a wall – and boom. Your behind the powerhouse.
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Greenpoint terminal was a big enough set of buildings that you could go over and over and over and still find new things. On this night we accessed a room that looked as though a squatter was living in it. Upon closer inspection though it appears the room was used as a local hang out for kids growing up in the area in the 1980s, and judging from the style of graffiti, may later have been used by some punk rock squatters.
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