tylerspencer studio presents CORNISH ACID by Tofer Chin, on display from Saturday April 25th from 7-11PM and Wednesdays to Saturdays, Noon to 6pm, until May 9th.
In this life-sized diorama, entitled CORNISH ACID, Tofer Chin plants his own garden of good and evil. Placed beneath an invisible magnifying glass, this is a garden, which defies both logic and proportion. While struggling to remember who slipped you the psyclobin, watch as grass grows from the ceiling and flowers reach out from the walls. In Chin’s garden, nature is an illusion, humans are only visiting, and Eggman reigns supreme.
Cornish Acid marks the highly-anticipated return of Tofer Chin’s signature Eggman. In collaboration with the Los Angeles based jewelry designer, Han Cholo, Tofer creates a brand new, limited-edition pendant. This time, with a gun metal shell and chain, matte black face and red piercing eyes; each of these affordable new pendants comes signed and numbered by the artist. With only 250 pendants available, for a very limited time, CORNISH ACID is the trip to take April 25th.
They will be sold exclusively through the tylerspencer studio for $60 starting Saturday April 25th at 7PM PST; they will be available online starting Sunday April 26th at 11AM PST at www.tylerspencer.com
3362 Glendale Blvd. Los Angeles, CA 90039
In celebration of Earth Day..
You’ve seen Tofer’s CORN MOUTH installation inside The Hundreds Los Angeles. But have you ever really looked at it?
…continues.. this Saturday.
Stay tuned for more information.
Maestro’s become a staple on the block, and he’s been putting together some really great film entries lately. Forgive me dude, this is the first one I’ve watched, but now I’m hooked! A refreshing perspective on this world that we’ve become so jaded to.
Maestro Knows… Dom Kennedy.
The Summer season of The Hundreds Footware hits both THLA and THSF this Thursday morning. You have your pick of brand new Johnson Mids, Johnson Lows, and Valenzuela Lows, all fitted in canvas and summer colors for the hotter months ahead. Accented with particular details, as well. Here’s a taste:
Dude, 10 years ago I could count the number of reputable Asian-American skateboarders on one hand. Daewon Song, Spencer Fujimoto, Gideon Choi, Donger, Willy Santos, Quy Nguyen. And that’s if you have 6 fingers. I’m not even counting Lincoln Ueda, because I think that guy claims Brazil.
These days, y’all are spoiled. You have 17-year-olds like Brandon Nguyen busting heads. Hailing from San Jose, riding for The Hundreds, Atlas, and Nike SB to name a few. And just caught a “WHO’S HOT” in Skateboarder. Yeah man.
Brandon’s rocking the SACRED t-shirt in these flicks. You know you want it.
..I’m not in New York anymore.
When I think of New York, it’s hard to imagine it without its urban landscape. Sprawling buildings, brick fortresses, stained with ages of soot and cultural storylines. The buildings are as much New York as a sturdy Brooklyn accent, as a greasy slice of pie. As the world rapidly evolves around them, the giants are stoic, unchanging, just getting more handsome and distinguished with age.
Here are some final photographs from New York City.
Spring’s been slow to awake this year, but Winter’s blanket was finally pulled back this week in New York City. As the sun cracked slumber, the streets started to cave in from all sides with people, and it was almost impossible not to bump into friends on the city sidewalks.
Here’s Ben with my long lost friend, SuChin Pak. To quote myself, “most people grew up watching her on MTV. She grew up watching me grow up.” She was my road dawg almost a decade ago, and still, running off of unfiltered charisma. Truly, her personality precedes here.
Later on, we caught up for sliders, where she discussed how New York’s current harsh economic times are only making things better, cleaning out the trash, fueling creativity, and forging opportunity out of chaos.
After bumping into Lanie and Bam at the McGinness show, we started to realize how many L.A. heads were out in the city. For the past several years, it had seemed that so many of our N.Y. counterparts were making their way out West, but recently it seems like it’s the other way around.
Chad (Foreign Family) introduced us to the best sandwich spot in New York. I think it’s safe to say that NY has the finest food on planet Earth. Some cities have the selection, others may have the ambience, but when it comes to straight quality and taste, all the secret spots sprinkled around NYC have got it dialed… generations deep of homestyle cooking where families have mastered the art of specific dishes.
Ben’s theory is that the West Coast has better Asian and Mexican food because we’re geographically closer to those countries. While the East has got European and Cuban food covered. Which makes sense when it comes to the old burrito / pizza debate. (You know, LA can’t replicate a New York pizza. NY sucks at Mexican food. Etc.)
I don’t know what all that had to do with Chad.. oh yeah, the sandwich. (And no one can replicate Chad). Thanks Chaddy, I got the mortadella.
We were by the NSW store and heard this guy calling our names. Didn’t recognize him, but turns out he had emailed our INFO address a while back because he grew up in the same city and music scene as me. (Voodoo Glow Skulls what what) Turns out he’s in New York randomly visiting family, but hails from Singapore. Small world.
Electric Lady Studios. Jimi Hendrix’s old haven. Let’s just rattle off some of the artists that’ve recorded at this studio. Guns N Roses. Bad Religion. Rancid. Kiss. Lennon. The Clash. Nas. Zeppelin. Bowie… Michael Cera and Kat Dennings in Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist…
This is as close to Barack Obama and Megan Fox as I’ll get. Terry Richardson.
Another L.A. transplant. Walking past this dope new store next to The Reed Space, we realized it was the recently-resurrected PROHIBIT NYC, and our man Chace at the wheel.
And the title of this post is not only a Ghostface lyric, but a nod to Mighty Healthy. Unfortunately, Ray was too cool to meet up with us this week, so he doesn’t get a mention on the blog. Oh darn, I mentioned him.