Me making 3 different canvases, 2 FAKE GRENADES in 2 differtent colour ways and a small FAKE KATE with some spatters!
Here you can vind all my work: http://www.flickr.com/photos/lype/
and here you can buy the grenade: www.100artworks.com
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Ernesto has been using his artwork to inspire dialogue on a number of important social issues; the idea of GANAS (motivation), the injustices facing the National Day Laborers Movement, and has highlighted some of the worlds greatest revolutionaries and social workers through his artwork. Cesar Chavez is no exception, and has had a profound effect on our world by dedicating his life to making things better for all working people around the world.
Often, people forget how important Cesar Chavez was and how his legacy affects us to this day. By making this print and honoring the spirit of Chavez, Ernesto has created an indelible mark on the legacy of a great man and a great revolutionary.
This is Ernestos first true fine art print. By using archival materials, and printing at the renowned Modern Multiples studio in downtown Los Angeles, Ernestos artwork is now on par with some of the great masters of our time; Shepard Fairey, Ron English, Futura, Saber, Revok, Retna, the list goes on and on. This large format piece will stand to define Ernestos signature style into the future.
Here are the details on the prints:
Artist: Ernesto Yerena
Size: 30″ x 30″
Medium: Fine Art Serigraph on 320 GSM Stonehenge Archival Paper. Printed at Modern Multiples Studio, this is Ernestos first large format fine art print.
Edition Size: 50 pieces each of two colorways; brown and turquoise
Price: $125 including free US shipping
Duration : 0:1:38
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“[Verse 1]
This is the point of no return I could never go back
Life without parol up state shackled and trapped
Living in the hole, lookin’ at the world through a crack
But that, I’d rather shoot it out and get clapped
I’ve gone too far, there ain’t no coming back for me
Auschwitz gas chamber full of Zyklon-B
Just like the spanish exterminating Tynos
Raping the black and Indian women, creating Latinos
Mother made me out of self richeous hatered
And you got yourself a virus, stuck in the Matrix
A suicide bomer strapped and ready to blow
Lethal injection strapped down ready to go
Don’t you understand they’ll never let me live out in peace
Concreate jungle, guerilla war out in the streets
Nat Turner with the sickle pitch fork and ma chatte
The end of the world, mother you not ready
This is the point of no return and nobody can stop it
Malcolm little running up before Elijah Muhammad
The commedent killed the dinosaurs, changing the earth
They love to criticize they always say I change for the worse
Like prescription pills when you miss using them nigga
The temple of nights when they took Jerusalem nigga
And figured out what was buried under Soloman’s temple
Al Aksa the name is no coincidental
I know too much to government is trying to murder me
No coming back like cutting your writs open vertically
How could the serpant be purposely put in charge of the country
Genetic engineered sickness spread amongst me
My people are so hungry that they attack without reason
Like a fuckin’ dog ripping off the hand that feeds him
Immortal Technique is treason to the patriot act
So come and get me mother cause I’m not coming back
[Hook]
This is the point from which I could never return
And if I back down now then forever I burn
This is the point from which I could never retreat
Cause If I turn back now there can never be peace
This is the point from which I will die and succeed
Living the struggle, I know I’m alive when I bleed
From now on it can never be the same as before
Cause the place I’m from doesn’t exist anymore
[Verse 2]
This is the point of no return nigga you better believe this
Mary Magdalen giving birth to the children of Jesus
The evolution of the world, bloody and dramatic
Human beings killing monkeys to conquer the planet
The kingdoms of Africa and Mesopotamia
Machine gunnin’ your body with depleated uranium
This is the age of micro chips and titanium
The dark side of the moon and contact with aliens
I started out like Australians, criminal minded
Broke into hell, tore it down, and built and city behind it
South Paul, murderous, methadology nigga
Remember that I’m just a man don’t follow me nigga
Cause once you past the point you can never go home
You’ve got to face the possibility of dying alone
So tell me mother fucker, how could you die for the throne?
When you don’t even got the fuckin’ heart to die for your own
It rains acid, one day the earth will cry from a stone
And you’ll be lookin’ at the world livin’ inside of a dome
Comperized humanity living inside of a clone
This is the place where the unknown is living and real
Worm went to planet X and the seventh seal
Universal truth is not measure in mass appeal
This is the last time that I kneel and pray to the sky
Cause almost everything that I was always ever told was a lie”
-Immortal Technique
A build up of 3 canvas by Block
Music by Immortal Technique / The point of no return
“It’s that real this time around.
Revolutionary vol.2″
Thank you for watching.
Bloke
contact: info@globetrottoir.com
Duration : 0:2:38