Uncommissioned

Any good artist knows you have to expose yourself to as much as possible.  For artists in the city, the uncommissioned murals that line abandoned buildings and alleyways are perfect areas of study and inspiration.  I live in the middle of nowhere, so no inspiration murals for me. That's why I'm making a blog about all the sickest street art I find online.  Thanks internet.
Street art fascinates me because it's an art form entirely untethered from rules.  It's multifaceted.  It's beautiful sometimes, but a lot of times it's really fucking ugly.  So it's kind of beautiful but flawed, you know?  It's kind of dirty and illegal, but still retains a distinct artistic quality. 
Uncommissioned art is straight from the artist's creativity hole.  What?  Gross.  Anyways, I'm documenting my experience with it so come back any time sugar pie, there'll be plenty of hot steamin' street art waiting at Uncommissioned.

 Insa is whats up.  I saw his stuff in an issue of Juxtapoz and I thought it was nuts, being the lover of pattern art that I am.  Pure aesthetic bad-assery, I can stare at it forever.  Well probably not.