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hollowheavens) wrote2013-08-19 10:45 am
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Spanning the whole stretch of wall is a candy skull, colorful as a fistful of scarves and with chocolate eyes melting out of their sockets from the Miami heat. The flowers are lotuses, or maybe water lilies, and the canine teeth look like candy corn. Beneath it all is three disparate letters, dwarfed and simplistic under the running colorful mess above it - a minimalistic "wes" signature.
Right above the black awning of a restaurant with a parade of white-topped tables spilling out onto the street in front of it there's another with different details. It's simpler, much less rainbowtacular; the skull is on a window rather than a wall, and the artist certainly had less time to waste doing it. All that's the same is those eyes, melting down the skull's grinning face, and the nearby signature.
On the dirty brick wall of a Radio Shack there's another one, this one wearing a bulbous set of headphones and surrounded by a cloud of music notes - a candy skull wearing Skullcandy, someone certainly thinks they're witty.
A clothing store's wide windows get the hollow outline of one their mannequins, done in shadowy black, severed head topped rakishly by another bright and jaunty skull.