• Rob

    Rob Heppler, formerly of the Weekly Drop and other imploded fiascos, is streetwear's biggest mouth and most notable "What does that guy really do?" character. You can keep up with his adventures here, behind-the-scenes of the coolest scene, in impossible situations, and being good at being up to no good.

When the lights go down… the wheat pastes go up


The latest thing in L.A. graffiti is instantly bombing the fuck out of any business that closes.  Instead of train yards this generation of urban artists look for LEASE signs or comb real estate fliers to scout locations.


I like the currentness of this… but I’m pretty sure it’s the same person that was doing the MORON cigarette packs.  Not very impressive… I don’t think this kid is going to single handedly stop smoking… or facebooking. This one gets a “N” for NERD.


This one is like just a decoration.  With some slight modification to make it look like she is eating a banana… seems like it should have been a funny interoffice email from Jeremy Stabile… not a risk your life, trespassing, private property destruction, take a stance on something. “R” for RELAX.


I actually like SEIZER, he has been doing it longer than any other poser artist on this wall and instead of a tag he just does his face… like. what’s up now, it’s my face. Also you may notice the pointy cheek shadows are reminiscent of Shepard Fairy Andre face shading… there is a reason for that. “C” for CLEAN.


Oh crap, I forgot Kinkos doesn’t discriminate against hipsters. It did however make me giggle. “I” for IRONY NOT LOST ON ME.


Jesus Christ if you’re going to try and teach me something, don’t use a fact the entire planet including armless babies in Sierra Leone already know. Like, someone do a wheat paste that says UNCLE PHIL WAS THE VOICE OF SHREDDER! “S” for SCREWFACE.


And just like that… it was gone.


I freaked out when I saw this because I thought I discovered a new Banksy. Nope, it’s just Septerhed. “G” for GOT YA BITCH!


The BAPE store receives the same treatment.  It’s very public storefront is like being in the LACMA for artist… actually this prob gets more attention because who the fuck goes to museums anymore. Look how rad I am for getting the Melrose street sign in the photo as Delonte West says…”I boned ya moms!”


Shepard got some good placement, and the worst artist of all time put his waste of time posters underneath.


I bet if you call the number on the “for lease” sign you could make an offer for the neon window dressing.


Hmmmmm I wonder where the sign went… I can definitely tell you where it isn’t! … in Nigo’s possession!


In an attempt to be random this would be a great photo, except i know this guy it’s Geoffrey Schumann, and he carries that everywhere.