Somehow I found myself involved in a spontaneous, public art project that organically unfolded over the last couple of weeks in sf.

For the hell of it, I was drawing a famous clown named Ronald (as a junky villain derelict,) but somewhere along the way, I saw a glint of compassion in his eyes. So the drawing ended up showing Ron suddenly caught in an existential crisis of sorts... Like he just realized that he was solely responsible for the death of hundreds of millions of cows. Maybe he suddenly understood that he was fueling massive rainforest destruction and undeniably accountable for child obesity and onset adolescent diabetes.

So I drew him, printed him out, mixed up some pigment and painted on some paper. Then I pasted him up in a foodie district in the mission. The following photographs were taken over the next 2 weeks.

the aging clown experiences an unexpected moment of clarity.

a few days later, someone (equipped with at least 4 colors of aerosol) wasn't amused. "fuck you, hipster scum." Right on point, oh disgruntled youth.

a public forum concluded that it was obviously the work of a certain masked villain. (humburglar was later arrested for defacing public art)

Only hipsters use words like "Hipster."

a few days later, a stencil party ensues.

followed by a confirmed metric fuckton of unadorned radness.

and finally.... according to the local shopkeep, the entire wall is "archived for historical significance." ..

Join us next week, as we discuss vegan soy lattes and their effect on the youth of America. - Zoltron