

Any second now these two elements are going to combine to create a new MIA video…
Last nite’s opening of SHEPARD FAIREY’s new sold-out solo show “Duality of Humanity” at WHITE WALLS GALLERY confirms beyond a shadow of a doubt that the so-called street artist is officially bringing in hot chicks from outta town as ringer “fans” to his exhibitions. In a city with the highest hags-per-capita rating in the nation (the highest number of unshaven and dreadlocked females snagged the #2 spot), there was simply no other viable explanation for the unreal presence of hot female art lovers in a city that literally has four, maybe five hot girls—tops—residing within the city limits. Can it possibly be that this middle-aged, married father of two has what it takes to drive the young ladies wild with his sexy stencil and wheatpasting chops? We think not, but if—by some strange miracle—it’s true, imagine what he could do with openings in similarly hottie-deficient cities like Portland & Seattle. Did we mention that this new work is all about war & rock ‘n’ roll and that literally every one of the 100+ pieces was sold out before the doors even cracked to the public? HAVE A LOOK:

The block-long queue just to get in…

There MUST be dreadlocks under that hat!…

What have all you hot chicks done with the San Francisco women?

Um. Wow. And not even any sailor tattoos, rockabilly clothes or visible armpit hair…

This guy better get his ass in gear!

WTF? dude?!? I know you’re president of the AV club and making a movie on Shepard but there’s girls RIGHT THERE! Shep is not pretty…

…there you go. You think the guys that watch the documentary on Shepard wanna sit there staring at him?…

DJ Diabetic pours on the sugar…

And the fanboys & girls descend…

For a late-nite autograph session…

Of Shep’s new hardcover, “E Pluribus Venom”…

Cobrasnake is Shep’s biggest man-fan…


Rumor has it that the ghost of Shepard Fairey still haunts the streets out front of the gallery…

Dayum! Does NOBODY have a car to give her a ride home? Oh yeah, that’s right, everyone rides BART up there…


























