If you did not know already Ahol Sniffs Glue is having a show at Butter Gallery in a little over the week. Show some love!
A Man Named Ahol Sniffs Glue
by John Hood
If you live in Dade County, you’ve seen the tags everywhere: a blocked stencil, a starred sticker, a dashed black marker or a swift spray of paint. AHOL. SNIFFS. GLUE. But signing his nom de guerre to the city he loves is only a part of what this Miami born and bred visualist does in the wild world. The rest, as they say, is suitable for framing.
But there’s no frame in all of art land that can contain the vivid multitudes of the man known as Ahol Sniffs Glue. Hell, not even whole walls can contain what’s inside this cat.
A forlorn troll atop a maze of spilled guts; A Twombly-like scribble overriding a subway of spray; a truck-sized tropical fish made up for a night on the streets; a bare chestful of iridescent signage that begins with a starfish and ends in a molten moment. These are just some of the many and varied images rendered for your pleasure. Some of them can be found on the street; others belong in a museum; others still trace the contours of the bodies upon which they’ve been inked, and there they remain – forever.
Each though bares the mark of a single man – and a singular mind. “I am here,” they say. “The rest is on you.”
At Butter Gallery this March 11, Ahol Sniffs Glue will unveil his first solo exhibition. It’s called "7.625 Fl Oz." There’s no telling what will be hung there; and he would tell you if there was. But one thing is certain: you will be walled with the chemical compounds found in the work of – and the man named – Ahol Sniffs Glue.
by John Hood
If you live in Dade County, you’ve seen the tags everywhere: a blocked stencil, a starred sticker, a dashed black marker or a swift spray of paint. AHOL. SNIFFS. GLUE. But signing his nom de guerre to the city he loves is only a part of what this Miami born and bred visualist does in the wild world. The rest, as they say, is suitable for framing.
But there’s no frame in all of art land that can contain the vivid multitudes of the man known as Ahol Sniffs Glue. Hell, not even whole walls can contain what’s inside this cat.
A forlorn troll atop a maze of spilled guts; A Twombly-like scribble overriding a subway of spray; a truck-sized tropical fish made up for a night on the streets; a bare chestful of iridescent signage that begins with a starfish and ends in a molten moment. These are just some of the many and varied images rendered for your pleasure. Some of them can be found on the street; others belong in a museum; others still trace the contours of the bodies upon which they’ve been inked, and there they remain – forever.
Each though bares the mark of a single man – and a singular mind. “I am here,” they say. “The rest is on you.”
At Butter Gallery this March 11, Ahol Sniffs Glue will unveil his first solo exhibition. It’s called "7.625 Fl Oz." There’s no telling what will be hung there; and he would tell you if there was. But one thing is certain: you will be walled with the chemical compounds found in the work of – and the man named – Ahol Sniffs Glue.
Heres the vimeo trailer done by pest...
Ahol Sniffs Glue "7.625 Fl Oz" Opens March 11 at Butter Gallery
2301-2303 NW 2nd Avenue, Wynwood. (7-11 PM)
Post Exhibit Celebration at the Vagabond ((Shake))
with DJ Tony Touch (Doors open at 11PM)
I heard rumors that Milton Was going to hit up the gallery and the partys, if you see him, tell that dude to stop ignoring my calls.
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