It's Peat Again

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The graphic signature of friend of the blog, sometime lucha libre promoter and artist Peat Wollaeger seems to be everywhere these days. Found this one in an alley just off Grand Boulevard. As much as St. Louis gets knocked by outsiders (and sometimes by the locals), somebody loves it. I do, too.

Pinocchio gets treated for a headache today on Downtown St. Louis 365.

Peat's Eyes

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The graphic signature of St. Louis artist, friend of the blog and sometime lucha libre promoter Peat Wolleager. This is on the part of the Mississippi River flood wall where graffiti is permitted. Are some of those eyes crying?

Gotta go shoot some new material this weekend.

Free Fight

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I was really, really going to spend some time last night checking my friends blogs and leaving some comments. Please believe me. But then Peat Wollaeger, the artist in yesterday's post, emailed me and invited me to his pre-Cinco de Mayo parade party in a print shop and gallery on Cherokee Street. So, as Robert Burns said, the best laid schemes o' Mice an' Men, Gang aft agley. Right you are, Robbie. Big time.

Well, besides his signature eyeball, Peat is the de facto artistic director of lucha libre in metropolitan St. Louis. That's the Mexican style of masked professional wrestling. Lucha libre literally means free fight and the luchadores create outrageous personalities behind their masks. Peat's got his three sons into the program. They will all be in the People's Joy Parade today. (That's my picture from last year on the top of the linked page.) More picture to follow.