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The Chemicals between us ~ Chapter 13

After their visit to Pix Elle, Mei and Angela had tried the other addresses of the missing omnics without further luck. One had refused to let them in at all and the other address was abandoned altogether, the premises ransacked of what little possessions left. The only thing to remain was the strange Omnic graffiti again. After this Angela insisted on some downtime to collect their thoughts by going to the fashion museum then feeling inspired by this, went shopping for ‘just one new pair of shoes and a dress.’ The boot of the car now loaded with a number of high end bags, they made their way to the bustling Port of Calais to find answers at Hubs most recent place of work. Seagulls screamed overhead and the salt in the air was strong. Huge cruise ships and cargo containers lined the docks. They parked close by and followed the signs for the shipping and logistics companies further along. Mei looked around as they walked past surly looking men, huge cranes unloading steel containers and security droids scanning for anything illegal. She caught sight of a sketchy looking Omnic in shabby clothes who stopped to give her and her companion a look of suspicion. Mei glanced away quickly and kept her eyes peeled for the Global freight logo. Luckily she did not need to search far.

‘Hey hey hey you ladies cant be down here!” A large man wearing a hi vis jacket and hardhat shouted across to them in a french accent. “Cruise ships are on the other side! Bloody tourists..”

“Is this Global Freight?” Angela asked, ignoring him.

“You health and safety? You're not due to next wednesday.”

“My name Is Amander Muller and this is Lin Chang, we’re looking for Hub 0.5. We understand he works here?”

“You police?”

“Non monsieur, we’re journalists for the Connexion. Might I know your name?”

He scratched his stubble of a beard and looked them both up and down. “Too pretty to be pigs I guess..names Vic Dubrand. I'm the foreman here. Now why are you after that rust bucket Hub?”

“He may help us with a report we are working on but have unable to locate him. Even his wife hasn't seen him for days.” Said Angela.

“You think I have? Look lady, Hub came to work as usual then never shows up again. Far as i'm concerned he don't work for me no more. Already got a bot to replace him.”

“How was he? When you last saw him?” Mei asked

Dubrand smirked at her. “Its an Omnic sweetheart, you think they have feelings or bad days like we do? He comes to work, does what hes programmed to, goes home. Ah mind you, he did argue with some other bots down by the old containers last week. I think they were some layabouts with no jobs causing trouble.”

Mei and Angela exchanged glances. “When was this?” Angela asked.

“Dunno exactly, about two days before he disappears.”

“Did you see the Omnics he argued with again?”

“Non, they just come by, paint their stupid propaganda and leave. Hub scrubbed most of it off.”

“Where's the container?”

Dubrand turned and vaguely gestured behind him. “Somewhere over there, I don't give a shit about what Omnics get up to as long as they know their place. Not much else to tell you.” He adjusted his hard hat and began walking back to his site office. “You get hit with a falling container not my fault!” He added before shutting the door.

“Charming man..” Mei said bitterly.

It only took them a couple of minutes to find the container Dubrand mentioned. It had been scrubbed hard to dispose of the spray paint but the strange code was just about visible. It was the same they had found at nearly every site an Omnic had disappeared. “This cant be a coincidence can it?” Asked Mei, kneeling down to run her fingers over the paint which flaked off at her touch.

“Its certainly suspicious, but keep in mind there are posters and art everywhere for pro and anti Omnic. This could just be the latest one..see? look over there, there's a sticker that says ‘Humans cant be trusted.’”

“I think you're right, but I'm going to send Athena a picture of this code just in case.” Mei replied, taking her camera out and taking a few snaps.

Angela looked at her watch. “Good idea..we should head back, not much else to do until the rally tomorrow.”

They headed back along the docks and to the street where they had left the car. As they walked Mei noticed Angela glance around behind them. “Act normal Mei and walk straight past the car.” Mei frowned up at her. “Whats wrong?”

“We’re being followed. Look ahead and stay calm.”

Mei did as she was told and resisted the urge to look behind her, she had no idea who was following them or how far behind but she was glad Angela had experienced enough to know they were in potential danger. She followed Angelas lead and soon the doctor led them to an alleyway. Angela pulled Mei behind her and took out her gun, aiming it at the entrance then at the head of their stalker who turned into the alley seconds later.

“Whoa whoa whoa! Lady, that's a bit much!” The shabby, rust speckled Omnic Mei noticed at the docks threw his hands up in surrender.

Angela kept her pistol well aimed. “Who are you and what do you want?”

“Sal! My names Sal, short for Shipping analysis lo-”

“What do you want!” Snapped Angela.

“Gee are you always this cranky? Can you put the gun down? it's making me very nervous.”

Angela narrowed her eyes at the strange Omnic and lowered her weapon but kept a firm grip on it. “Talk.”

“I heard you, back at the docks? You said you're looking for Hub..I know him.”

“You're not the only one so why follow us? What do you know?” Asked Angela.

“Know you’re not reporters. Old Sal here knows the media cares not for me and mine unless its something bad. You think they care if we go missing? If I had a mouth I'd spit!”

Angela began to raise her gun again. “If you have no viable information than..”

“I saw Hub get taken!” Sal exclaimed, cowering slightly. “He..he saw some strange omnics graffiting at the docks. He told them to clear off but they just stood there, Hub didn't move either! I couldn't understand what they were saying, we Omnics speak to each other in Omnicode but I couldn't understand this. It was like another language but Hub.. he understood. He let them go. I tried to talk to him after but he was acting weird..said he needed to ‘wake up’. Then Dubrand shouts at us to get back to work but I followed Hub home that night. I was worried..I watched him walk to the front of his apartment and the same image was there, he just stares at it and looked like he was waiting for something.”

“Did you try to talk to him at all?” Mei asked, feeling slightly unnerved by Sals story.

“I shouted his name and was about to go to him but a car comes round the corner, black windows. I couldn't see who was driving. Hub he..he just gets in! I think they saw me. They didn't drive away until I left. I can't go to the police, they don't care and then you ladies show up!”

“Can you read the code on the painting?” Mei showed him the picture she took at the docks but Sal just shook his head. “Nothing Ive seen before. We Omnics all speak the same code, its how we communicate. Its how the defected had such an upper hand in the war. But this? This is just gibberish!”

Angela holstered her gun. “Sal, I think you need to come with us. From what you have seen I think you may be in danger.”

Sal shook his head and back off. “No thanks lady, still don't trust you. You could be the bad guys for all i know..oh I think I made a mistake talking to you. See Sal you just need to keep ya head down and shut up. That's what Dubrand always told ya..Ol Hub is probably just fine.” He backed up to the end of the alley and briskly walked away muttering to himself. Mei looked from Sal to Angela. “Do we follow him?”

“It would draw too much attention trying to force a twitchy Omnic like that in the car, besides we need to get this information to the Commander as soon as possible. Has Athena come back with any results?”

Mei checked her phone for any contact. “No, not yet.”

“Lets go. We’ll head back to the hotel and write up what we know so far, this isn't good Mei. I dread to think what this could all mean.”

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Ana and Satya watched each other intensely, waiting for the other to make their move. Satyas gauntlet glowed as she prepared to manipulate a cube of hard light between her fingers and Ana had her sleep dart aimed at her heart.

“Ill ask again..what are you doing?” Satya asked coldly.

“Would you believe me if i said i was the cleaning lady?” Ana smirked.

“You kill a vishkar employee and you make jokes?”

Ana tutted. “Oh shes not dead, just asleep. You are welcome to join her unless you power down that glove of yours.”

“You think to challenge me?” Satya scoffed. “Do you know who I am.”

“Yes my dear I know who you are. I wonder if you do.”

The question confused Satya and the lack of focus showed in the hardlight that quivered in her hand. Ana saw the lapse in concentration, she could have shot her there and then, wipe Satya’s computer and leave the way she came, but she decided not to. Instead she placed her sleep dart at her feet, kicked it away from her and raised her hands, all the while smiling at Satya. As quickly as the sleep dart had fallen still on the spotless carpet had hardlight binds wrapped around Anas wrists. Ana looked down at the near transparent, crystal blue solid light. It was hard not to admire the craftsmanship behind it.

“Well you caught me, and what will you do now I wonder?” Ana cheerfully asked. “Call security? Police? Maybe you and I can have a little chat before you do that?”

“Silence! Before I bind your mouth too.”

“A pity my dear, wouldn't you like to hear what an old Overwatch Captain has to say?”

The binds flickered for a split second but Satya held firm. She could not keep this up for longer. Focusing hardlight was incredibly difficult which made Architects highly valuable. Soon she would need to make the decision to call security, drag her there herself or release her and talk. She had surrendered after all and the curiosity over this womans strange actions were dulling her focus.

“Who are you?” She eventually asked.

“My name is Captain Ana Amari. I am not here to hurt you or anyone else Satya. I'm trying to prevent that from happening to anyone.”

“Why have you come here?”

“Because Vishkar are potentially a threat, and you are much easier to get to then Mr Korpal. I wonder dear..do you know who you work for?”

The binds cracked and loosened before solidifying once again. “How dare you.” Satya breathed hard. “Vishkar is building a better future for humanity, we have built home for the displaced, we-!”

“Impose martial law to control people? My dear you are not unintelligent, did you ever stop to think what Vishkar was doing was unethical?”

“We...I..I just want to make a better world.”

Ana smiled sympathetically at her. “So do we Satya, but i don't think you’ll get the world you want by being Sanjay's puppet.”

The binds disappeared completely in specks of light that glinted as they fell. A bead of sweat ran down Satyas face. “I owe him everything.” she said weakly.

“No dear, i think you owe yourself that credit.” Ana said, pulling the microchip from the computer. She handed it to Satya. “Take it. I don't think what I am looking for is here after all.”

Satya took it from her cautiously. Ana fished in her bag and pulled out a small notepad and quickly jotted down something, tore the page out and gave it to Satya.

“This is my personal number, listen to your gut feeling and you call me when you really want to change the world.” Satya stared at it, plagued by questions and her head swimming with confusion. She opened her mouth to ask Ana more but instead a soft “ Oh!” escaped her lips as she felt a quick sharp prick on her arm. Looking down she saw a tiny dart sticking in her skin like a small insect, she felt woozy.

“Im sorry Satya but I really must be going.” Ana said sincerely, like she had stopped by for a visit with an old friend. She gently took the Architect's unresisting arm and sat her down on the sofa. Ana brushed a loose strand of her behind her ear. “Nxt time you see Sanjay..ask him. Ask him about Talon. Soon you will understand.”

Satya mouthed silent words, unable to speak, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier. She heard the door to her office shut softly, the ding of the elevator as it arrived on its floor. She slumped softly onto her side.

“Am I a puppet?” She thought before falling asleep.

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Mei tossed and turned in the hotel bed, struggling to sleep. It was more frustrating here, she was on a mission and needed to be rested. As soon as they returned from their strange meeting with the Omnic named Sal, Angela had called back to base and updated Morrison on their investigation. He was concerned with their findings and warned them to be cautious and to find out what they could at the rally. She looked at the time on her phone. It was almost two in the morning. Feeling the insomnia defeat her for now she opened up her messages to check for the millionth time if she had any feedback from Athena. As she expected there was none, but something did catch her attention. Athena had set up a private network for the occupants of the Gibraltar base to stay in contact when out in the field or on opposite ends of the building. Mei occasionally checked it for messages, usually very late at night. Most of the time she noticed Junkrat was also awake at stupid o clock in the morning, just like he was tonight. Mei considered messaging him but what would she say? Her first thought was ‘Haha turns out this mission was a lot bigger than you thought.’ But that wasn't very becoming of her, she thought maybe she could just say hi, but she felt awkward doing even that. Especially if he poked fun or even ignored her. Still, she did wonder why he was up so late and so often. Angela mumbled something in her sleep and rolled over, Mei yawned and decided it was time to try and sleep again before she got herself annoyed again over the Junker. Still, he did prove to be a good distraction as Mei was soundly asleep a short time later.

Mei woke up before her alarm the following morning, she had quietly slipped out of bed, washed and changed before heading down to the breakfast bar alone. She kept checking her phone, no update from anyone back at base. Mei took note of the time, It was nearly eight in the morning, another ten hours to go before they were due at the extraction site. She mulled over what they had found out from yesterday's leads and kept coming back to the strange conversation with Sal. Who were the Omnics who spoke to Hub? Had he really just left with them on his own accord? And what about the strange code on the graffiti? Did it connect to the strange language Hub apparently used? Mei had begun to wonder how much of Sal’s story was even credible. She jumped slightly as a coffee mug was placed on the table, jolting her from her thoughts. “Sleep well?” Angela asked brightly, sitting opposite Mei.

“I think so, how about you?”

“Hmm the pillows were too soft.” Angela complained, massaging the back of her neck. “Still, the mattress is a lot better than my one back at base.” Mei smiled in response and absent mindedly pulled apart the croissant in front of her.

“Nervous?” Angela asked.

“I guess? I'm worried how the rally will go. They start off with good intentions..but you know how some get.”

“If that happens we leave as quickly as possible. We’re not in a position for combat and we can't give ourselves away. Just stay with me and we’ll be fine.” She gave Mei a reassuring smile which Mei returned, the anxiety still gnawing away at her. They finished up their breakfast and headed back to the room to start packing their belongings. Mei trying to coax an angry snowball to go into sleep mode and to be placed in a large duffel bag again and Angela delicately placing her new clothes into her luggage with as little creasing as possible. It was past ten in the morning when they checked out and loaded the car with their suitcases. They planned to be at the rally location by midday to get a good spot for surveillance so had spent some time wandering the streets and had a light lunch at a local cafe near to the square where the rally was to be held. As midday approached they headed to the square, it was already filling with people and omnics alike. Some held placards with pro omnic slogans whilst others opted for banners and flags. The atmosphere was jovial as music began to play as sound checks were being made on stage. Angea and Mei inched further forward,opting to be close to the stage and the large marquee next to it which Mei assumed was for the organizers and guests.

“Over here Mei.” Said Angela, signalling to a free space by the metal crowd control barriers. “So now we wait.” She said, leaning on the barrier. “Chances are nothing will happen so may as well try to enjoy ourselves. There's a band playing after the speeches.”

“I’m not sticking around so you can have a dance.”

“You’ve really lost your sense of fun.”

“We’re working!”

“We’re blending in, go on - shout something pro Omnic!”

“Angela I really don't want to draw attention to my-Owww!” Mei whined and covered her ears as Angela winced, most of the crowd copied their behavior and complained loudly as the speakers on stage blasted a high pitch feedback.

“Désolé! Je suis désolé! Sorry everyone!” An omnic rushed to the mic to apologize for the noise. “Bad soundcheck but we’re almost ready to begin!”

“Huh, earlier than expected.” Noted Angela as she looked at her phone which had started to vibrate. “Hello? Jack?” Angela answered her phone and looked confused. “Hello?” She looked at her phone and pressed the screen. “Weird.” She said, hanging up. “Maybe he called by mistake.”

“What do you mean?” Mei asked.

“I couldn't hear him, just strange noises..maybe there's a bad signal here.”

“Maybe..” Mei hoped it was something that simple, looking around she noticed some omnics still recovering from the harsh feedback noise. Some were shaking their heads, others looked rather dazed. It must affect them more than humans. “What if he was calling about the code?” She asked Angela. The Doctor was already on it and had her phone pressed to her ear. “No..nothing.” She said hanging up. “Can you try?” But Mei had the same result, she even tried Winston and Reinhardt, stranger still was that she had full signal on her phone. Out of the corner of her eye she saw an Omnic stumble on the spot..her anxiety started to flare up and she barely heard the announcement on stage. She heard the crowd cheering louder and she glanced up at the stage, her eyes widening.

“Angela..its Liberte..!” But Angela was fully aware the presumed missing Omnic had made a sudden appearance. The crowd cheered as the artist came on stage. “Maybe it was personal reasons after all.” She looked up at Angela who was frowning at the Omnic, “What is it?” Mei asked, following her gaze. Liberte had reached the microphone and simply stood there, not greeting his audience, not saying a word. The cheering had died down and there was awkward laughter and mutterings from the crowd. “Maybe this is a live art piece!” Mei overheard someone say.

Liberte stood silent a minute more then very slowly his head began to raise, it jerked to the side suddenly as if he just got shocked. He began to speak. “Brothers, sisters. What a sad sight you are before me..” The crowd murmured, confusion rippling among them. “We have been victims from the day we were born from our Mother Omniums into this ravaged planet. We have been made scapegoats to Mankind's own failures. We have been murdered, mutilated and made into slaves by our oppressors!” Mei looked through the crowd, some were nodding their heads in agreement, others looking nervous. Some humans had already begun to leave, she saw some of the Omnics affected by the high pitch noise from earlier and felt her stomach knot. They stood completely still, heads down, no glow to their eyes. As if they were sleeping. “Angela…?” She said nervously.

“We’re leaving. Nice and easy and keep calm” The doctor said, taking Mei’s arm and turning her around. As they began to push back through the crowd Liberte continued to speak. “You traitors that slave under human rule.” His head jerked violently, his eyes flashed. “You cowards that live in fear of flesh and blood! We are the stronger race!” Liberte screamed and jerked. “ We are the cure! - Jerk- We will rise from the ashes of our dead and the bones of our oppressors!”

The crowd was getting stirred up as humans and Omnics alike tried to leave, there were shouts for Liberte to leave the stage and a bottle was even thrown at him, the glass smashing on stage yet he did not even flinch, shouts for uprising, shouts for a new crisis. Scuffling broke out nearby in the crowd and one of the sleeping Omnics was shoved hard, falling to the ground. Mei looked back and hesitated. “Angela wait!” She shouted, making her decision and rushing back to the fallen Omnic. She crouched by him and shook him but there was no light in his eyes and he made no movement. “Leave him Mei!” Angela grabbed her and half dragged her upwards on to her feet. She had her phone pressed to her ear again. “Dammit!” She shouted, still getting no signal to contact base. “This was planned! We need to get out of here before a riot happens.”

“Liberte! Angela look at Liberte!”

Liberte was jerking more violently, his eyes flashing from blue to red, he gripped the microphone stand to support himself and a burst of sparks flew from circuits on his neck. “The eye is lost but the eye will open! It's time to wake up.” A final jerk and his eyes went dead and his head slumped forward, mirroring the ‘sleeping’ Omnics standing like sentinels in the panicking crowd. Slowly his eyes glowed red and he raised his head, a strange sound erupting from the speakers. High pitched noises of different frequencies almost sounding like a song as it pulsated from the speakers. It took a few seconds for Mei to realize Liberte was making the noise. “Wha..What is that?”

The strange noise stopped and Liberte began to laugh as oil started to drip from his red glowing eyes, his omnic mouth and from joints in his body. “The eye is opening!” He screamed as his body jerked and crackled from exploding circuits within him as he slumped forward and fell from the stage.

“We need to get to him! Mei, head to the barriers.” They went back on themselves, finding it much harder as the crowd pushed back against them as they tried to leave. More projectiles were being thrown and the atmosphere increasingly heated. Mei saw the fallen omnic on the ground, his metal fingers twitching, she barely registered him this time, she was scared and felt incredibly exposed. Angelas hand on her shoulder was the only thing keeping her grounded as her small frame was shoved and pushed by those around her. She gasped and ducked as something smashed against a wall close by. The shouting was getting too much..she could hear sirens blaring and getting closer. “Keep going, almost there.” Angela said. Fuelled by adrenaline they reached the barriers, Angela vaulting herself over them and reaching back to help pull Mei over. She felt instantly safer with the barriers between them and the increasingly angry crowd. As she caught her breath she spotted Liberte sprawled on the ground below the stage, Angela was already rushing to him.

“Liberte? What happened? Who did this to you?”

His eyes had gone back to their normal blue, he was gasping like his body was in pain. “Where-am-I?”

“Sshh It's ok, its ok. We’re gonna help you, we’re getting you out of here.”

Mei’s head snapped to the crowd as the shouting suddenly began to change pitch to frightened screaming. More pockets of fighting were breaking out and others had started to rush the barriers, she backed up against the stage, broken glass cracking under her feet.

Liberte gasped and reached up, pulling at Angela's shirt. He rasped and gurgled. It was an awful sound, an awful sight, as the oil bubbled as it leaked from him like blood. His eyes began to flicker and dull. His voice crackled as he tried to speak. “The-They are-c-c-calling.”

“Who? Who's calling? Liberte..? Liberte!?” Angela shook him but his eyes were now dull. He was dead.

“Angela! Behind you!”

Angela felt something claw viciously at her back, She scrambled up, half stumbled over libertes dead body and fell against the stage, spinning herself she aimed her pistol and fired. One of the ‘sleeping’ Omnics fell heavily to the ground, a smoking hole between its eyes. Angela and Mei looked on in horror as the omnics that stood silent were now very much animated and attacking whatever was near them, their eyes glowing red. Mei watched as the one she tried to help had risen from the ground and was viciously attacking someone. She felt sick.

“Mei! Down there!” Angela pulled her along after her, pistol in hand, towards a small side street lined with boutique shops and cafes that had closed for the rally. The graffiti with the strange code was hastily painted on one of the shutters, wet paint dripping down the metal. Mei looked over her shoulder as she ran and faltered, stopping in her tracks as people ran past her to escape.

“Hub..?”

It was him. The gentle looking omnic from the photograph with Pix Elle, he staggered down the street towards her, swiping and grabbing at anyone that came near, a spatter of crimson blood across his metal face.

Angela fired and shot a red eyed omnic that had burst from an adjourning street, it crashed to the ground, its eyes slowly burning out. ‘ How many are there!?’ Thought Angela. ‘ Is the whole city affected?’ An omnic pushed past her and she aimed her pistol, it raised its hands and cowered before her, its eyes blue. She lowered her weapon and the omnic continued to run. ‘ Only certain ones ?’ Close by a shop window smashed and she heard more sirens and shouting back towards the square, the combat medic in her urged her to return and help the wounded but with no valkyrie suit or medical supplies what use could she be? No, get to extraction. Just keep moving. “Mei keep going, I’ll cover you!..Mei?” She was here, she was next to me!” . “Mei?!” Angela screamed, desperately trying to see her through the rush of panic and terror.

Hub shambled slowly towards Mei, his head jerking as Libertes did and he was struggling to stand. Whatever was causing this seemed short lived. The omnic weakly grabbed at anything that got to close as they ran past but his grip was too weak. Mei winced as he stumbled and fell to his knees, a lone drip of oil running from his eye and blending with the blood. Mei crouched down slowly, picking up an empty bottle left in the street and tentatively stepped forward.

“Hub..?” She said gently and took a step forward. “Hub, my name is Mei..I..I know your wife. Pix Elle?”

Hub stayed motionless, he remained on his knees and seemed fixated on the slow drip drip drip of oil as it fell to the ground. His head jerked at the mention of his wife's name.

“I don't know what's happening to you Hub.” Mei took another step forward. “But I know it's not your fault.”

Drip drip drip

“Its ok..we can help you.” Another step.

Drip drip drip

“We can find Pix Elle. We can try and stop this..”

Drip drip drip

Mei was close to him, he was ignoring everyone that rushed by now, she was sure he could hear her, understand her. She knelt in front of him.

“I know you’re in there Hub..I know you don't want to do this. None of you do..im so sorry this has happened..”

He slowly raised his head, oil now leaking from all eyes. He looked like he was crying. “Pix..Pix..Pix.” His head jerked with each word.

“We’ll find her ok? Lets find her.” Mei smiled warmly at him and slowly held her hand out. Hub looked at it and his eyes started to flash back to blue. “I..I..”

“It's ok Hub..” She said softly.

“I..”

She could hear the low hum of engines overheard and the crowds were getting thinner, maybe the French authorities were taking control of the situation. Close by a window smashed, Mei flinched at the sound and Hubs eyes flashed to red, He snapped his head at Mei.

“Hub no !” Mei fell backwards as he launched at her, she scrambled back desperately as he clawed at her legs, his metal digits painfully scratching her, Mei kicked him hard in the face, one of his eyes cracking from the force. She struggled back and attempted to stand but Hub snatched her ankle and pulled her down roughly, the side of her head hitting the pavement as she fell. Mei gasped in pain and instantly felt nauseous and her vision blurred, she was barely aware that she was screaming. She thrashed viciously and felt his grip weaken, using the opportunity to pull herself up more before she smashed the bottle down on his head with all her strength, his grip slackened and finally he let go. Whether she killed him or not she did not know, her mind race and before she knew it she was half running half feeling her way away from the Omnic. “Angela!” She tried to scream, her voice feeling hoarse. “ Angela!”

But she was too disoriented, she had no idea how far she had run and no idea where she was now. She felt people running by, the ringing in her ears adding to the confusion. Someone tried grabbing her wrist and shouted but without her glasses she couldn't tell if it was someone trying to help or harm her, she wrenched her arm free and ran once again but she was feeling more sick by the second, she stumbled on something and she reached to steady herself, feeling cool brick wall beneath her fingertips. Mei involuntarily leant against it and slid to the ground, catching her breath and fighting the urge to vomit. She was sure she heard her name over the distortion in her head, but the world was too blurry to make sense of, her glasses cracked and useless. The throbbing in her head was intense. She tried to sit up but the pain made her feel more nauseous. Over the ringing noise she heard her name being shouted again but maybe she imagined it. Mei blinked trying to focus, something was in her eye, she blinked again, It was wet and red and hot. Mei gave a startled cry, squeezing her eyes shut and tried once again to move, her body feeling like lead, panic bubbling in her stomach and chest growing tight as her mind began to catch up on what was happening. She needed to find Angela. With effort she braced her arm against the wall and attempted to push herself up, ignoring the urge to throw up and the pain pulsing through her skull. Suddenly hands were on her pushing her firmly back down, Mei yelled in alarm and lashed out, her fist connecting hard with whoever was in front her.

“Ow! Fucks sake woman, you wanna be left here?”

Her hair was sticking to the blood on her face as it began to dry. “J-Junkrat?”

“...Gotta keep still ok Mei, dunno how bad you are. Just focus on yer breathing before shock gets to ya alrite?” He gave her arms a reassuring squeeze.

Mei gave a small whimper in reply, trying to touch the bleeding wound on her head. Jamison grabbed her hand and held onto it.

‘Nope, no ya dont wanna touch that ok. Trust me it's not that bad, just a lil nick.’ He reassured her.

Tears now joined the blood streaming down her face as her choked on a sob. “I can't..I can't see”

“Yeaahhhh...ya glasses wanna bit o’ glue i won't lie. But don't worry about that kay? Lets just get you moving.” He reached up to his communicator. “Yeah hi, whoever's listening I found Frosty- I mean Mei! Mei! I found Mei..yeah she's ok, bit of blood. Maybe concussed to fuck...Uh huh..yeah..yeeaah..ok bored now bye!” He reached into one of the leather wallets on his belt and pulled out some gauze. “Sorry this might hurt.” He said, pressing the gauze against the wound.

“Ahh!” Mei squealed in pain.

“Told ya. Keep it pressed on coz we gotta move, Jesus Christ what the fuck happened here?” He crouched next to her, hooking an arm around her as she gingerly placed hers around his shoulders. “Ok on three..three-!” He vaulted her up onto her feet with ease but the sudden movement threatened her stomach and her head felt like it was about to split.

“Ahhhoowww oww owww! Why did you do that?” Mei whined loudly.

“Your up aren't ya? I don't fancy hanging around! Fucking hell you are tiny!”

“Can someone else come get me?” Mei whimpered.

“Ok down you go.” Junkrat replied bluntly as he began to lower her.

“No no no no!” Mei clung on to him in panic, her nails sharply digging into him.

“Yeah that's what I thought...”

#The Chemicals between us #Junkrat #meihem #mei ling zhou #junkmei #Overwatch #fanfic #Im aliiiiive!!

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Me fui por un elote gigante 💀🌽🔥 al @centrohistorico Hay quien los pide tatemados! Hay otros que lo prefieren solo con limon y sal! Pero creo que los verdaderos conocedores los piden con todo! 🔥👊🏼🔥 Y tú cómo lo pides? . . . . . #streetart #art #arte #illustration #mexico #foodporn #cdmx #mexican #visitmexico #airbnb #airbnbexperience #tripadvisor #procreate #mexicocity #discovermexico #graffiti #artemexicano #urbanart #installation #globalstreetart #groenewold #skull #skulls #calavera #ipad #doodle #corn #catrina #dayofthedead #mexico_tour @procreate @apple @hifructosemag @colossal @thecoolhunter_ @allcitycanvas @streetart_chilango @streetartnews @globalstreetart @juxtapozmag @powwowworldwide @groenewold_m @neomexicanismos (en Caballito reforma Cd. De México..) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7i5BNNjody/?igshid=1medbbkva4sya

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urbanartuploads · 6 years

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Sal dot Da [above] adhesive graffiti street art found 2017 in Philadelphia, PA, that depicts Salvador Dali with upward-curving waxed mustaches and two of his spindly-legged elephants as well as these decipherable alphanumerics: Sal • Da

[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]

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creativityandinovationday · 2 years

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Creativity has been conceived as the currency for economic growth for many re-searchers, urban planners and policy makers. Countries from Sweden to Singapore have devised strategies to release the creativity in the people. The so-called creative industries have brought together different businesses, ranging from computer games to thea-tre plays, onto a common platform for spurring economic growth.

The creative industries are considered central to a country’s innovation system. There are three ways that the creative industries contribute to the whole economy.

One, the creative industries is a major source of innovative ideas and contributes to an economy’s innovative potential and the generation of new products and services.

Two, creative industries offer services which are inputs to innovative activities of other enterprises and organizations.

Three, creative industries are intensive users of technology and demand altera-tions and new developments of technology, spurring innovation impulses to tech-nology producers.

The promotion of the creative industries is also a political project. Governments stand behind the vision, leading to society being socially and economically engi-neered to bring about the creative society. Regulations must be shaped to encour-age the spurts and flows of creativity in the populace. Members of society must be convinced that the future lies in editing videos on a computer screen rather than putting together products along an assembly line, for instance.

The rhetoric of economic development from creativity is seductive to the pub-lic. It assumes a “democracy of involvement” (Neelands & Choe 2010: 288). Considering that most people consider themselves capable of finding solutions in their everyday life and they have ideas and opinions on issues, the discourse of creativity and the creative industries encourages everyone to aspire and become more self-directed in their economic participation.

Creativity is seen to be univer-sal and everyone – privileged or not – can take a shot at becoming economically successful by being creative.

The creative industries harness creativity and this means that creativity is as-sumed as manageable and productive.

The idea that outcomes of creativity can be unpredictable and destructive has been replaced by the view that creativity can be harnessed and controlled. But creativity need not be an asset and can be rather destructive. Some art works, for instance, are known to be annoying or even destabilizing (e.g. graffiti as street art..).

Read the full report on the Creative Industries

#Creative sectors #Cultural sectors #economic growth #cultural policies #creativity #creative industries #visual arts #technology #Innovative Industries

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¡Bogotart! Sal, camina y disfruta del arte en las calles de Bogotá! • • • • • • • • #fotografie #fotografía #fotografias #fotos #fotographer #fotography #fotografo #fotografiando #fotolove #fotografi #foto #fotografia #fotograf #fotoarte #fotoart #graffiti #chorrodequevedo #bogotart #photographyeveryday #photograpy #photography📷 #photography #photolove #photos #photo #photoart #photographer #photograph #photographyart #colombia (en Chorro de Quevedo) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo7dUW2BBwX/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=14xeonk2covpr

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Alex Grand & Josh Berman interview DMC aka Darryl McDaniels at #EmeraldCity #ComicCon 2021 discussing his early childhood reading comics like #Batman and #SpiderMan enjoying the works of #JackKirby, #JohnRomita, and Sal #Buscema. He also discusses the mosaic of his comic book input of the 1970s that together with #RappersDelight by #SugarhillGang inspired in him to revolutionize #HipHop by expressing the energy that #comicbooks gave him. He also goes into the anachronism of #CaptainAmerica and how he relates to the character as the music world changes around him, and the intersection of comic books and #popculture with hip hop and #graffiti art. #DMC also discusses his comic book line that he has been publishing since 2014. At YouTube.com/ComicBookHistorians https://www.instagram.com/comicbookhistorians/p/CXNX1OJLpvq/?utm_medium=tumblr

#emeraldcity #comiccon #batman #spiderman #jackkirby #johnromita #buscema #rappersdelight #sugarhillgang #hiphop #comicbooks #captainamerica #popculture #graffiti #dmc

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tanumuino · 4 years

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Cardi B - UP! from tanumuino on Vimeo.

Director: @tanumuino Production Co: @underwondercontent Executive Producer: @frankborin @ivannaborin Producer: @tayhawes Video Commissioner: @kxreemjxhnsxn @overscenellc Creative Director @kollincarter SVP Atlantic Records: @sthuby DP: @nikitakkkuz Stylist: @kollincarter Choreographer: @itsbankhead Production Designer: @BrandonMendez Key MU: @erika_lapearl_mua Key Hair: @tokyostylez Editor: @vinniehobbs Editorial Facility: @vhpost Colorist: @davehussey Color Producer: @mariocastro @company_3

Prod Manager: @justbearit Prod Supervisor: @hashtagbeezee

1st AD: @MakingMovesMorales 2nd AD: @damon_limbrick 2nd 2nd AD: Ronnie Montanez

VFX Producer: @maxcoltt VFX: @the_frender VFX: @romafx Beauty: @digitalbeautywork Additional VFX: @k.awika

Director’s Rep: @hartrepresents

Choreographer: @itsbankhead

Stylist: @kollincarter Key MU: @erika_lapearl_mua Key Hair: @tokyostylez

Talent:

Dancer: @diannamatos Dancer: @Mssjb Dancer: @dxncecandii Dancer: @joya_jackson Dancer / Kissing Girl: @makia_chantel Dancer / Car: @biancabrewton Dancer / Car: @_amerahh Dancer / Car: @tacir.r Dancer / Car: @ahsiajanae Kissing Guy: @claude_junior Seashell Girl: @desmatripp Seashell Girl: @amberdiamond_ Seashell Girl: @mendesmarina Seashell Girl: @NurysKMateo Transparent Guy: Adam Rodney Transparent Guy: Evangelos Chaliotis

Stunt Coordinator: Craig Jensen Utility Stunt: @itsbryanmccoy Utility Stunt: @ferragam0mike

Casting Director: @milltickettv @millticketceo

Camera Department:

Cam Op: @Nickmullersteadi 1st AC A Cam: @hsk.one 1st AC B Cam: @theloniousfawkes 2nd AC: @smileysashie DIT: @aryamovies

Techno Arm Lead - @anypovjobs 2nd Arm Tech - Andrew Azouz Stabilized Head Tech - Jaden Nolan

Lighting Dept:

Gaffer: @bluepowerinc Best Boy: Max Kozelchik Board Op: @dannicabaruvias Board Op: Jeffery Pardee SLT: Jorge Kunze SLT: @r063l10g SLT: Mike Graves SLT: Adan Galindo SLT: @Conman.2 SLT: Lukas Hencey

Grip Dept:

Key Grip: @workingmaninc Best Boy: Alec Shepherd Grip: Otis Mannick Grip: @SeizeTodey Grip: Derrick Holub Grip: @mk112789 Grip: @robertseangriffith @rvrgrip Grip: @kframe82

VTR / Playback:

VTR: @katharine_martinezz Sound/Playback: @kismfilms

Art Dept:

Art Director: @nightwindow Set Decorator: @christopherjbeltran Prop Master: @grhorning Leadman: @misterminty Art Dept Coord: @crysgriego Art Driver: Jaime “Bonks” Caro Construction Coord: Duane Russel 3D Printer: @thereyouhaveit3d SFX: Sal Venegas Set Dresser / Drappery (Pipe Dreams): Elliot Hines Set Dresser: Seth Murray Set Dresser: @inmalibu2 Set Dresser: @darkcafe70 Set Dresser: @josephbrunellepotter Graffiti Scenic: Jevon Dismuke

Styling Department:

Artist Asst Stylist: Jennifer Ubechuvkwu

Dancer Stylist: @thecartercollective.co Dancer Styling Asst: @aaronchristmon Dancer Styling Asst: @hybridhues Dancer Tailor: @sirbabajagne

Make up & Hair Dept:

Artist Key MU: @erika_lapearl_mua Artist Asst MU: Erik Roman

Artist Key Hair: @tokyostylez Artist Asst Hair: Nakia Watts Artist Asst Hair: William Jackson

Artist Team: Patience Foster Artist Team: Brooklyn Johnny

Artist Nail Tech: Jenny Chev

Dancer MU: @makeupgalore365 Dancer MU: @julieeedinhh Dancer MU: @geennuhglams Dancer MU Intern: Ann Whitbeck Dancer MU Intern: @truebeauty_lizmua Dancer MU Intern: @abirhhelwani5

Dancer Key Hair: @StylesByDaVonte Dancer Hair: @iamdavontae Dancer Hair: @atouchofnish: Dancer Hair Intern: @leovalentinohair Dancer Hair Intern: Princella Lewis

Additional Crew:

Craft Service: @milacraftservice Craft Service: Pedro Aguirre Craft Service: Paloma Aguirre

Key Medic: @setmedic_mike Medic: Jeremy Winters Medic: @Mermaitai

Key CCO: Eldad Sharon CCO Asst: Jun Umemoto CCO Asst: Edith Mejia CCO Asst: @danesandborg   Office PA: @trayhawes Office PA: @vestatuckute Truck PA: @vestatuckute Set PA: @MentallyEmancipated Set PA: @codycoolgroove Set PA: @justin.m.hill Set PA: @riturnoftheseth Set PA: @kriswav Set PA: @bydrozen Set PA: @flytybc

BTS Team:

BTS Producer: @lordjrose BTS Director: @scrilldavis BTS Videographer: @remarkable.media

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remoemfrente · 4 years

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Sal e sol! 🌊🌿☀️ #remo #design #digitalart #vectorart #vector #vectorillustration #summer #summervibes #summer2020 #sol #surf #surfing #ocean #gratidão #graffiti #remoemfrente #guaruja #litoralsp #colorful #brazil #brasil #art #arte #tropical (em Guarujá, Brazil) https://www.instagram.com/p/CF54oN-Hwos/?igshid=1x3df1oc6c9hw

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ardeportal · 4 years

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Premios Graffiti 2020 - Ceremonia y Nominados

Con una ceremonia de lanzamiento en el Teatro Macció de San José, fueron develados en el día de ayer los nominados a los Premios Graffiti 2020.

Por Ginny Lupin.

Con los shows en vivo de AFC, Clarisa Prince, Pecho E Fierro, Francesca y Pólvora en Chimangos; los Premios Graffiti llegaron por primera vez al interior del país. Fue así como el Teatro Macció de San José fue escenario en la noche de ayer para el lanzamiento de la Décimo-octava edición de los premios a la música uruguaya. En adición al anuncio de las más de 40 categorías y sus respectivos nominados, se conoció el merecedor del primero de los premios de éste año: Mejor Libro sobre Música Uruguaya - que fuera otorgado a “Galemire - Su Música y Su Tiempo” de Eduardo Rivero.

Los demás ganadores serán anunciados en la Ceremonia de Entrega este 19 y 20 de Octubre en el Auditorio del Sodre; junto con los seleccionados por el voto popular. El público podrá decidir a través de la web de los Premios Graffiti los ganadores en las categorías: Álbum del Año (teniendo como base los ya nominados), Tema Popular del Año (entre 5 temas elegidos por el jurado) y Artista del Año (libre entre todos los artistas uruguayos que tuvieran actividad en 2019). Éste último recibe - a partir de esta edición - el nombre de Omar Gutiérrez en homenaje al comunicador maragato.

Sabemos que comprar todos los números de la lotería no garantiza hacerse acreedor del premio, y no necesariamente los artistas más nominados sean los ganadores; pero al menos al momento, las ternas benefician a el Cuarteto de Nos (con 7 nominaciones), seguidos de No Te Va a Gustar y Nicolás Molina (con 5). ¿Serán las figuritas conocidas del rock uruguayo quienes salgan victoriosas en ésta nueva edición de los Grammy locales?. Hay que esperar algunas semanas para saberlo.

A continuación la lista completa de nominados:

Mejor Diseño de Arte Construcciones - Gerardo Dorado “El Alemán” Isla de Encanta - “Isla de Encanta” Luces - Tom Chris & Tom Paisaje Interior - Diego Juan Pecadores y Corderos - Snake

Mejor Reedición Chopper reedición vinilo 2019 - Chopper Concierto Aniversario - Jaime Roos El Problema de la Forma reedición vinilo - Hermanos Láser Hambre reedición vinilo - Eté y los Problems Repertorio 1991 - Murga Contrafarsa & Mauricio Ubal

Mejor Edición Especial Amigo lindo del alma - Artistas Varios Isla de Encanta - Isla de Encanta No Recuerdo 20 Años - Fernando Cabrera Tributo a 100 Años - Amalia de la Vega Tributo a Larbanois & Carrero - Artistas Varios

Mejor Álbum en Vivo 40 Años En Vivo - Larbanois & Carrero De Espinas y Flores - Carmen Pi y Gustavo Reyna Desde el Olimar - Pepe Guerra & Copla Alta En Vivo en el Solís - Lucas Sugo Otras Canciones (En Vivo) - No Te Va Gustar

Mejor Álbum de Inspiración Religiosa Asombroso - Flavia Guasch Himnos - Leticia González No Merezco - Jhona Ocaño Pa' Que lo Sepas - Los Renuevos Vida! (Live) - Diego Reynolds

Mejor Álbum de Música Infantil Cancionero de Juguete - Patricia Robaina Canciones para Viajar - Isla Polonio Giro Como Un Trompo - Tío Mati Una bebeteca - Gabriela Mirza - Santiago da Rosa

Mejor Álbum de Música Instrumental Concierto para piano N° 4 H - Gonzalo Gravina El Gentil - El Gentil Microcosmos - Dual Project Otra Vez Niebla Baja - Mateo Mera Trío - José San Martín, Federico Righi, Tato Moraes Mejor Álbum de Jazz Sujeto - La Jarana Al Viento - Felipe Badaró Grupo Andamiento - Martín Muguerza Ósmosis - Nacho Labrada Sesiones Sondor - María Noel Taranto Mejor Álbum de Música Electrónica Aura - Bajofondo Bubble Boy (Remixed) - Eros White Enemiga - A.M.I.G.A Evolution - Walter Zeinal Origin - Gabetoo

Mejor Álbum de Candombe Fusión Casero - Gonzalo Palmarín Coloreando Sueños - Valores Ansina Iguales y Libres - Las Hijas de Mandela Música Negra de la Ciudad de Montevideo Vol.2 / Víctimas de la Verdad - Sergio Ariel Ortuño Priario Rosa Luna: Una historia de amor - Tribu de Rosa Luna

Mejor Álbum de Reggae Dulce Resistencia - María la del Barrio Junto a Vos - Anya Liberación - Slow Burnin´ Uruguay Reggae All Star Riddim - Soultura Zapatista! - Pasajeros del Malaysia Airlines

Mejor Álbum de Metal y Hard Rock Bruto Dan - Bruto Dan En Blanco y Negro - Calaverazen Encrucijada - Fixion Grial - Herrumbre Hasta el Final - Black Smoke

Mejor Álbum Punk Bien Lejos - Rojo Tres Contratodo - Punkzer D.S.M #2 - DSM El Bueno, El Malo y El Feo - El Bueno, El Malo y El Feo Kreatuphobia - The Moors

Mejor Álbum de Pop Alternativo Alucinaciones en Familia - Alucinaciones en Familia La Fórmula - La Foca Para Siempre - Julen y la Gente Sola Posibles Presentes - Mersey Toda la Música Levanta Vuelo - Ximena Bedó

Mejor Álbum de Rock Alternativo Mala Voluntad - Desayuno Continental No Tan Solo - Cutinella y Convivientes Pecadores y Corderos Volumen 1 - Snake Querencia - Nicolás Molina Sustentable - The Supersonicos

Mejor Álbum de Folclore Amalia - Arlett Fernández Buenas Nuevas - Copla Alta Homenaje a Santiago Chalar - 80 Años - Carlos Paravis Músico de Campo - Puro Chamuyo Semilla de Tradición - Meta Fuelle

Mejor Álbum de Tango Crema - Juana y los Heladeros del Tango Del Mismo Río - Malbaraje Metatango - Tatango Orquesta Tanguea a Tabaré Cardozo - Ricardo Olivera Volver - Marisol Redondo

Mejor Álbum de Música Tropical Amor Eterno - Miguel Cufos En el Camino - Mariano Bermúdez Esencia - La Sandonga Mi Locura - Majo y La del 13 Reencuentro - Voces de Oro y Platino

Mejor Álbum de Música Popular y Canción Urbana Construcciones - Gerardo Dorado "El Alemán" Palabras - Palabras / Nicolás Bagattini Pampero - Diego Drexler Siestas de Mar de Fondo - Estela Magnone Sin Maquillaje - Alejandro Balbis

Mejor Álbum de Hip Hop De Amor Eso Se Trata - AliemRap Hiphopalyptic - Sáez '93 Loser - Berna Por Si Mañana - Zeballos Última Lágrima - Gavo

Mejor Álbum Pop Amigo Imaginario - Diego Matturro Autoversionado - Cossi Bosque - Julieta Rada Jueves - Cuarteto de Nos Solo Cosas Buenas - Alfredo "Chole" Giannotti

Mejor Álbum de Rock y Blues Afuera - Hablan por la Espalda Fango - Once Tiros Mecánica Popular - Buitres Negro Rock - Ruben Rada Segundo Tiempo - Pecho e´Fierro

Mejor Single de Música Electrónica Age Of Love (Club Mix) - Fernando Picón Are Spores Dangerous? - Daniel Anselmi ft. VEX Cynical Market - Corvis Go to Russia - Clipper / Wash Your Brain - Eros White ft. Dani Umpi

Mejor Single de Música Urbana Ayuda - Eli Almic Corré - latejapride* Detenido - Pekeño 77 ft. Homer El Mero Mero El Cielo Caer - Arquero / Juan Campodónico Fuego en la Disco (Remix) - AFC ft. Roberto Musso

Mejor Single de Música Tropical Bajo Cero - Lucas Sugo Desakato 2.0 - Américo Young ft. El Polaco y Martín Piña Loca - Vanesa Britos Loca Por Tu Amor - Majo y La Del 13 Mi Primer Amor - Luana

Mejor Single Pop Labios Distraídos - La Santa ft. Bambi Importante - Jorge Nasser ft. Max Capote Me Enamoré - Martín Buscaglia No Te Fíes - NME Saber de Vos - El Gavilán

Mejor Canción de Música Popular Uruguaya Construcciones - Gerardo Dorado "El Alemán" La Noche y el Día - Kuropa No Recuerdo - Fernando Cabrera Pétalo de Sal - Christian Cary Un Loco - Lea Ben Sasson

Mejor Single Rock Calma - La Mujer Pájaro En el Pozo - Socio ft. Lucia Ferreira y Nico Grieco Movimientos - Hermanos Láser Negro Rock - Ruben Rada Vos Sabés - Alejandro Ferradás

Mejor Video de Larga Duración Documental Amigo Lindo del Alma - Daniel Charlone Cordera y la Fábula del Escorpión - Cordera y la Caravana Mágica Inquieto - Matias Guerreros / Eli-u Pena La Historia Que Nunca Te Contaron (Documental Oficial 30 años de LSDVK) - La Sangre de Veronika / Only Noise - Las 65:45 Horas de Gloria de Les Renards - Gonzalo Montes

Mejor Video de Larga Duración Musical 40 Años En Vivo - Larbanois & Carrero Cero Bola 10 años - Murga Cero Bola Hipervivo - Par Metido en la Corriente - Oro Otras Canciones (En Vivo) - No Te Va Gustar

Mejor Video Clip Presentación en Vivo Chau - No Te Va Gustar ft. Julieta Venegas El Cielo Caer (live) - Arquero / Juan Campodónico El Hombre Digo - Larbanois & Carrero con Christian Cary Historia del Tacuarí - Florencia Nuñez Solari Yacumenza - Bajofondo

Mejor Video Clip Ayuda - Eli Almic Contrapunto Para Humano y Computadora - Cuarteto de Nos El Teléfono de Susy - Angeloro Bros Fuego en la Disco (Remix) - AFC ft. Roberto Musso Me Enamoré - Martín Buscaglia

Compositor del Año Alejandro Balbis - Sin Maquillaje Diego Drexler - Pampero Nicolás Molina - Querencia Roberto Musso - Jueves (Cuarteto de Nos) Parodi / Peluffo / Rambao - Mecánica Popular (Buitres)

Productor del Año C. Lara, Juan Campodónico, E. Cabra, Héctor Castillo - Jueves (Cuarteto de Nos) Estela Magnone / Fabián Marquisio - Siestas de Mar de Fondo (Estela Magnone) Juan Campodónico, Gustavo Santaolalla - Aura (Bajofondo) Nicolás Molina - Querencia (Nicolás Molina) Ruben Rada y Gustavo Montemurro - Negro Rock (Ruben Rada)

Mejor Artista Nuevo (A partir de ésta edición son 10 los nominados en la siguiente categoría:) Clarisa Prince - Clarisa Prince y La Vida-la El Bueno, el Malo y el Feo - El Bueno, el Malo y el Feo Gavo - Última Lágrima La Banderola - La Banderola Lys - Ecuación Niña Lobo - Niña Lobo Noe Santana - Bio Pekeño 77 - Conocí la Muerte y no era tan Mala Película Mala - Cuarto Ciego Rodrigo Inthamoussú - Salir / Independiente

Solista Femenina del Año Eli Almic - Ayuda Estela Magnone - Siestas de Mar de Fondo Julieta Rada - Bosque Majo y La del 13 - Mi Locura Mónica Navarro - Maldigo

Solista Masculino del Año Alejandro Balbis - Sin Maquillaje Gerardo Dorado "El Alemán" - Construcciones Diego Drexler - Pampero Nicolás Molina - Querencia Ruben Rada - Negro Rock

Banda del Año Buitres - Mecánica Popular Cuarteto de Nos - Jueves Hablan por la Espalda - Afuera No Te Va Gustar - Otras Canciones (En Vivo) Snake - Pecadores y Corderos Volumen 1

Mejor EP Con qué sueñan los bosques - Los Bosques El Comfort de los Esclavos - La Tabaré La Banderola - La Banderola Niña Lobo - Niña Lobo XO - Daniel Anselmi

Tema del Año Contrapunto Para Humano y Computadora - Cuarteto de Nos En el Pozo - Socio ft. Lucia Ferreira y Nico Grieco Fuego en la Disco (Remix) - AFC ft. Roberto Musso No te voy a olvidar - Alfonsina Saber de Vos - El Gavilán

Álbum del Año. Afuera - Hablan por la Espalda Jueves - Cuarteto de Nos Mecánica Popular - Buitres Otras Canciones (En Vivo) - No Te Va Gustar Querencia - Nicolás Molina / Santas Palmeras

#Premios Graffiti #ginny #Uruguay #Novedades

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El mar, el mar! Dentro de mí lo siento. Ya sólo de pensar en él, tan mío, tiene un sabor de sal mi pensamiento. Pequeñas creaturas salen. Un pelaje de colores y una gran sonrisa !!! Los ciudadanos los nombran "Piñatas" bailna y cantan "viva piñata" Estás creaturas son especialmente para alegrar los corazones, en su interior se encuentran dulces, frutas amor y sorpresas de la vida. Si sí sí "Viva piñata" #aldarwin #artist #artwork #arte #streetart #graffiti #urban #contemporaryart #artofvisuals #abstractart #artgallery #graffitiart #streetarteverywhere #streetartistry #streetartist #streetartphotography #streetartandgraffiti #streetart_addiction #mtn94 #streetartaddicted #streetart_official #streetartmexico #streetartchat #streetartgallery #mtn94life #mtn94cans #mtn94time #mtn94colors #streetartmontreal (at Mur Legal Rouen) https://www.instagram.com/p/CDWXw3whVSY/?igshid=byryluzf9mly

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atrm22g · 7 years

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「マスク展」３月４日（日）〜３月１１日（日） ART by @hanautah 松岡友マツモトダイスケ苦虫ツヨシ宮下サトシ大竹舞人 TAKERU AMANO BAKIBAKI DEADKEBAB d0nchi SHINJI FUKUMOTO GNECK HIDEYUKI KATSUMATA STEVEN VAN LUMMEL MANA MORIMOTO NOISE OCHO YUJI ODA RYUICHI OGINO SAL SKYDIVING MAGAZINE SUI THE TOKYO HIRAYAMA TATSUYA TSUKA #mask #anagra #exhibition #groupexhibition #tokyo #japan #contemporaryart #art #fineart #popart #instaart #parisart #paris #streetart #graffiti #painting #paint #artwork #tokyourbanart #nyc #london

#fineart #tokyourbanart #contemporaryart #instaart #mask #nyc #anagra #japan #streetart #paris #popart #groupexhibition #paint #london #artwork #graffiti #art #tokyo #parisart #painting #exhibition

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3noakone · 4 years

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Sal✌e Arte digital feita para @caiqueresende_ obrigado pela confiança irmão 🙏👊💥 . . #oakaligrafia #enoak_oak #esucrew #LBECREW #twacrew #piritubaemcores #job #artdigital #illustration #ilustração #salve #drawing #vector #draw #graffiti #hiphopdontstop #hiphop #vocêérap #Pirituba #011 (em São Paulo, Brazil) https://www.instagram.com/p/CB3GwR8jf3c/?igshid=10z6ncswrtoew

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ultraisabarrosmartins1978 · 5 years

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Fim de semana em SP: 11 passeios imperdíveis e gratuitos ❤

Mal passou o feriadinho e boom: tome fim de semana! E como nós não perdemos a chance de curtir um belo passeio cultural, listamos 11 opções certeiras para você aproveitar SP ao máximo…Bora?

E pra dar mais peso à nossa tradicional seleção, convidamos a Tegra Incorporadora, que já apoia a agenda cultural da cidade com seu próprio espaço aberto e de conteúdo nos Jardins, para nos dar uma mãozinha na elaboração da lista mais aguardada da semana!

Prepara o look, chama os amigos, amigas, crush e a família, porque as dicas são para todos os gostos. Aqui você só encontra passeio cultural, lindo e acessível pra se jogar, de sexta-feira a domingo! Catraca Livre e Tegra garantem a diversão!

#DicaCatraca: não esquece de dar aquele confere na previsão do tempo e saia pra rua sem medo! O fim de semana em SP está aí para curtirmos sem dó!

Vamos nessa?

Mimo Festival SP

Depois de passar por diversas cidades brasileiras como Ouro Preto, Tiradentes, João Pessoa, Recife, Paraty e Rio de Janeiro e, até em Amarante, em Portugal, o Mimo Festival desembarca em São Paulo.

Nascido lá em 2004, na cidade de Olinda, o Mimo se tornou um legado cultural que há mais de 15 anos leva música, cinema, educação, ideias e poesia para o público de forma totalmente gratuita. Um evento p-e-r-f-e-i-t-o!

O primeiro Mimo paulistano vai dominar vários espaços icônicos da cidade, como o Mosteiro de São Bento e o Theatro Municipal, além do CCSP, Praça das Artes e Sesc 24 de maio.

A programação escolhida pra inaugurar o festival aqui em terras paulistanas também não é brinquedo, não! Entre os destaques estão Xênia França, Edgar, e ainda rola Egberto Gismonti Quarteto, a corajosa e ousada artista da Mauritânia, Noura Mint Seymali e muito mais!

Quando? 22 a 24 de novembro, em diversos horários – confira aqui Onde? Diversos locais Quanto? Grátis

Para saber todos os detalhes, clique aqui ❤

NO! SWAG no Mandíbula

É noite de baile, corações! Com o calor da cultura do hip-hop underground, o charmoso Mandíbula abre suas portas para mais uma edição da NO! SWAG.

No comando, os mestres DJs Kbessa, Voodoo e o convidado Jorge Cuts. Prepare os joelhinhos pro esquenta do fim de semana em SP!

Quando? 22 novembro, das 19h às 02h Onde? Mandíbula | Praça Dom José Gaspar, 106 (Piso 2) – República Quanto? Grátis

Para saber todos os detalhes, clique aqui ❤

Fiebre en la Selva no Fatiado

No som ritmos da América Latina para sacolejar o esqueleto: chicha, cumbia, guarachas, carimbó, cha cha cha, mambo,salsa, forró! Nos toca discos: DJs Luanda Baldijao e a Cecyza preparam um set cheio de música linda!!

Fiebre en la Selva é música brasileira, cubana, colombiana, peruana, panamenha, do Haiti e tudo 100% no vinil para ferver na pista e esquentar o corpo tudo!

Quando? 22 de novembro, das 17h às 23h Onde? Fatiado Discos e Cervejas Artesanais| Av. Professor Alfonso Bovero, 382 – Sumaré Quanto? Grátis

Para saber todos os detalhes, clique aqui ❤

Feira SAL no Parque da Cidade

Se depender do Parque da Cidade, o finalzinho de novembro será marcado por muito poder e criatividade! O recém-inaugurado shopping recebe a 3ª Feira SAL, evento 100% sustentável e autoral, que reúne pequenos produtores de arte, moda e design, todos na pegada handmade e slow fashion.

Entre @s expositor@s da vez, estão 25 marcas de origem afro, entre elas, Van Loureiro, 370oficial, Panah Natural, Afra Design, Gerson Santos, Rudykids do Brasil, Mônica Anjos, Candances, Pretas Graciosas, Júlia Deodato, Santa Thereza, Leila Garcia, Nega Morena, Groa, Zanza Crochet, Tallita Que Fez, Afro Raízes e My Box.

Além da exposição de produtos, rolam pocket shows, rodas de conversa e oficinas criativas abertas ao público, a fim de canalizar a força dos trabalhadores negros no varejo empreendedor.

Fim de semana em SP é sinônimo de poder, bb!

Quando? 22 a 24 novembro, das 10h às 20h Onde? Parque da Cidade | Av das Nações Unidas, 14401 – Brooklin Quanto? Grátis

Para saber todos os detalhes, clique aqui ❤

Festival Consciência Negra no Mercadão Municipal

Em comemoração ao Dia da Consciência Negra, o Mercadão Municipal recebe o Festival Consciência Negra, um eventão recheado de gastronomia Yorubá, afro-brasileira e baiana, além de muuitos drinks típicos!

Para embalar a comilança, muita música negra! Dá uma olhada na programação: 12h | DJ Set Perol I Perifa no toque 12h40 | DJ Set Brazook 13h20 | Tunde Chicago (Show Yorubá) 13h50 | Nativa Cultural Dança (Apresentação Yorubá) 14h10 | Talk Timm Arif com Mike e Gustavo Lira da Batalha do Paraisópolis 15h20 | Show Malcolm VL

Ainda rolam exposição de artesanatos, tecidos e moda afro, oficina de turbantes e um stand da trancista Inayah Djassi para alegrar o fim de semana em SP.

Quando? 23 de novembro, às 10h às 16h Onde? Mercado da Cantareira | Rua da Cantareira, 306 – Sé Quanto? Grátis

Para saber todos os detalhes, clique aqui ❤

Dar um pulinho na Casa Tegra

Ali na Rua Oscar Freire x Rua da Consolação, região do Jardins, fica um espaço muito gostosinho: a Casa Tegra! Perfeita pra curtir um passeio tranquilo, sua estrutura conta com um café delicioso, espaços aconchegantes, muuuitas plantinhas e wi-fi grátis.

Quer ficar bem de boinhas no fim de semana? Conheça a Casa Tegra

Quando? Diariamente, das 10h às 20h Onde? Casa Tegra | Rua Oscar Freire, 1009 – Jardins Quanto? Grátis

Para saber todos os detalhes e curtir o fim de semana em SP, clique aqui ❤

Mercado das Madalenas

Com a proximidade do Natal, começa a correria para comprar todos os presentes de final de ano para amigos e família. Você pode resolver todas as suas lembrancinhas na edição especial natalina do Mercado das Madalenas, que invade o Museu da Casa Brasileira!

Além de estar em um dos jardins mais bonitos da cidade, o evento reúne mais de 100 expositores de moda, joias, acessórios, arte, design, ilustração e artigos infantis – tudo ligado à economia criativa.

E quando bater aquela fome, é só caminhar até a praça de alimentação, que vende lanches, cafés, drinks, comida árabe, pão de queijo, comida portuguesa, docinhos, cervejas artesanais e outras delícias gourmet – tudo isso harmonizado por muita música ao vivo!

Quando? 23 e 24 de novembro, das 10h às 20h Onde? Museu da Casa Brasileira | Av. Faria Lima – Jardim Paulistano Quanto? Grátis

Para saber todos os detalhes, clique aqui ❤

Liniker e os Caramelows no Centro Cultural Grajaú

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Em 2015, Liniker conheceu alguns músicos em Araraquara, interior de São Paulo, e, após surgir uma amizade e afinidade artística entre eles, a cantora propôs que eles formassem uma banda e profissionalizassem o sonho de viver da música.

A banda, batizada Liniker e os Caramelows, apresenta seus lindos trabalhos no Centro Cultural Grajaú, com show de abertura de Gê de Lima!

Um fim de semana em plena SP embalada por Liniker….Quero mais o que?!

Quando? 23 de novembro, das 15h às 20h Onde? Centro Cultural Grajaú | Rua Professor Oscar Barreto Filho, 252 – Grajaú Quanto? Grátis

Para saber todos os detalhes, clique aqui ❤

Feira do Bem

Imagine só um rolê com pessoas que querem um mundo melhor… essa é a Feira do Bem, um projeto que reúne oficinas, comidinhas e ações gratuitas para espalhar o amor, a gentileza e a gratidão – tudo para que as pessoas possam se conectar com o novo e viver a experiência de colocar-se no lugar do outro.

Para ficar ainda melhor, só de você colar no evento, já está ajudando as 05 ONGs que são incluídas a cada edição e ajudando a gerar renda, inclusão e igualdade. Legal, né?

Cerca de 100 marcas autorais dos mais variados segmentos recheiam o rolê com acessórios, moda, design e artesanato. Além de uma área especial com produtinhos de mercearia, que podem ser degustados antes da compra. Hum!

Quando? 23 e 24 de novembro |Sábado, das 10h às 20h; domingo, das 10h às 19h Onde? Praça Cidade de Milão | Rua Diogo Jacome com Av. República do Líbano- Vila Nova Conceição Quanto? Grátis

Para saber todos os detalhes, clique aqui ❤

5º Festival de Resistência da Matrix

“Resistência”: substantivo feminino. 1. ato ou efeito de resistir. 2. propriedade de um corpo que reage contra a ação de outro corpo.

Chegou a hora da 5ª edição do Festival de Resistência da Matrix! A fim de resistir contra qualquer ato violento, o eventão ocupa a praça com: batalhas de MCS, break e circo + graffiti com Dalsin e Léo Araújo + shows de PrimeiraMente, MANIFESTU, Buia Kalunga, Raul Conrado & Mgo, Beko Lírico e Ofícioclan + DJs Gê e Murilex + Sarau do Fórum + Coletivo Coração de Rua + Agência Mural de Jornalismo das Periferias…POW!

Quando? 24 de novembro, das 14h às 21h Onde? Praça da Matriz | Rua Marechal Deodoro – São Bernardo do Campo Quanto? Grátis

Para saber todos os detalhes, clique aqui ❤

Mostra “Quantos Dias a Noite Levou”, de Iaco Viana

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“Quantos Dias a Noite Levou” é resultado de uma pesquisa que o artista Iaco Viana tem feito há 3 anos sobre o descarte ilegal de materiais nas ruas. Nessa exposição, o artista trabalha com a palavra e a ideia do “ego”.

“Cada material achado já vem com sua própria história. Tento trazer uma nova forma de olhar para eles e atribuir novos conceitos a esse descarte”, explica iaco. “Muitas dessas peças contêm escritas feitas com palavras que tratam sobre o cotidiano”, conclui.

De forma sutil e com uma construção lúdica, Iaco traz uma abordagem politizada sobre os últimos acontecimentos do país a partir de 10 pinturas e 2 instalações.

Quando? Em cartaz até 21 de dezembro | De quarta-feira a sábado, das 11h às 17h Onde? Galeria MMarts | Rua Fradique Coutinho, 1390 – Vila Madalena Quanto? Grátis

Para saber todos os detalhes, clique aqui ❤

Fala sério: o fim de semana em SP não está MARAVILHOSO?! Dá bobeira não e aproveite

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