What You Don’t See When You See Colossal’s Newest Mural

Every Colossal mural is the product of a strict, specialized, fine-tuned regimen. After hours, though, all bets are off. And when we get to paint something for ourselves, like a ridiculously big, insanely detailed mural on the side of our new home in LA’s Arts District, the art you see is only half the story. The other half you might have missed cause your eyes were all googly, but we were maxing the 30th story penthouse suite sipping Four Loko like bosses till the break of day.

The Molino mural was a massive undertaking. Eleven guys rigged, coated, pounced, and painted those three walls. We worked thousands of hours and used up hundreds of gallons of paint. But in the month we were posted up in Los Angeles, we not only brushed and crushed the block Colossal style, we also came off with the best golden-brown beach tans and some of the finest commemorative hotel grade robe and slipper sets that money can’t buy.

Score one more for the home team and pass me my shades.