Graffiti on the outskirts of the world

Rickety walls on the outskirts of the world, moldy industrial sheds. In the no man’s land ignored by marketing erupts Tokae’s mysterious geometric graffiti, like abstract and colored insects.

We don’t know in what territory his actions take place, nor have we discovered the name behind the pseudonym. But his pieces are somewhere, photographed by him, and perhaps on the crumbled wall of the countryside at the gates of your city.

For now his pieces fly like ectoplasms on the internet from his profile on tumblr. Digital beetles with black, red and turquoise elytrons. Bits shaped like hyper-minimal geometric vectors, escaped from the lanes of digital broadband, to proliferate in the margins of the city.

Two intersecting squares form a star, a couple of diagonals and his signature dominate a white background, smeared by a layer of light moss, as if to make a statement.

A creative act that explodes only on urban interstices, that are able to catch us off guard with the anonymity of locations and paths, but especially for the expressive vitality with which Tokae appropriates them. These places that interest no one, are given new life.

Photos via tokae.tumblr.com