Over the past two years, on rooftops, walls, and fences, Albert Reyes has been painting the alphabet. Sometimes the letters move; he also paints them on trucks. Many are as ornate as the fancy initials that launch chapters of important books his P is like that, 15-foot-tall gilded royalty. Others have an organic, blazing wizardry, burning like nothing else on the street, not other graffiti, not other imaginations. Look at his R, standing tall in its psychedelic firestorm; the noble savagery of his rippling D, there on the grimy industrial wall. Make no mistake, these are big letters his G spits whirlpools of color down the block but you really havent seen any of them, have you? Its okay. See Reyes now at Misspelled, with photos of the letters accompanied by new paintings, prints, gallery installations, and a book of the same name.
An opening reception for Misspelled starts at 6 p.m.
July 7-Aug. 14, 2010