F.E.M.A.
ARTIST: Redding Hunter
Acrylic paint on reclaimed street sign
2024
ABOUT THE ARTWORK
A few days after the hurricane, when our little gang was at its most desperate, we sat outside Violet Crown post-curfew (because we are punk as fuck) with some beers and commiserated about the chaos. I said the mules seemed to be doing most of the work and maybe instead of waiting for FEMA we should all go find some mules. Then a beam of light came down from outer space and landed on Rob and he said the four words you see before you. Then we all laughed probably for the first time in 96 hours and I made a thing about it.
ARTIST: Redding Hunter
Acrylic paint on reclaimed street sign
2024
ABOUT THE ARTWORK
A few days after the hurricane, when our little gang was at its most desperate, we sat outside Violet Crown post-curfew (because we are punk as fuck) with some beers and commiserated about the chaos. I said the mules seemed to be doing most of the work and maybe instead of waiting for FEMA we should all go find some mules. Then a beam of light came down from outer space and landed on Rob and he said the four words you see before you. Then we all laughed probably for the first time in 96 hours and I made a thing about it.
ARTIST: Redding Hunter
Acrylic paint on reclaimed street sign
2024
ABOUT THE ARTWORK
A few days after the hurricane, when our little gang was at its most desperate, we sat outside Violet Crown post-curfew (because we are punk as fuck) with some beers and commiserated about the chaos. I said the mules seemed to be doing most of the work and maybe instead of waiting for FEMA we should all go find some mules. Then a beam of light came down from outer space and landed on Rob and he said the four words you see before you. Then we all laughed probably for the first time in 96 hours and I made a thing about it.