Alphabet City, Literally

A series of letterpress dream-houses by Scott Teplin

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Artist Scott Teplin has created this superb series of letterpress dream-houses, each designed from the letters of the alphabet: Alphabet City.

36 individually watercolored, hyper-detailed buildings from of A to Z (and 0-9). Each open-roof bungalow in Alphabet City is filled with fun, mysterious combinations of objects that give clues about who (or what) may live inside.

 

Bio

Scott Teplin was born in 1972 on Halloween in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. He had a fun but troubled youth that included getting expelled from middle school, burning off his right nipple while playing with homemade fireworks and irreparably embarrassing his family during his bar mitzvah. He earned shitty grades and avoided art because he thought it was for dumb kids. After inexplicably getting accepted (very late admissions) into UW-Madison, Teplin enrolled in a drawing class which he loved. Spending his junior year in Europe convinced him that he needed to be an artist. After college he moved to Manhattan where he worked in a run-down art supply store and collaborated with a group of eccentric book artists until he ran away to UW-Seattle for an MFA in printmaking. Two years later Teplin moved back to New York City where he lives with his wife and their two sons.

To see more please visit: https://teplin.com/

 

Follow Kickstarter campaign:

https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/teplin/kickstarter-gold-alphabet-city-literally

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  • Valentina Ieva

    Valentina Ieva

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    Bari / Italy

    Laureata in Ingegneria edile-architettura, giornalista per professione, web writer per diletto. Amante di architettura, design, fotografia e libri di carta. Dipendente dai social, Instagram e InstaStories su tutti. Affamata di vita, viaggi e storie da scoprire. Qualunque forma d'arte mi affascina da sempre e non posso pensare una vita senza: emozioni forti, immaginazione, buona musica, cucina pugliese, sole e gatti. Per dirla con le parole di Battiato, non potrei vivere senza: ‘un soffio al)