MetroCartist

If you google 'MetroCard artist' he tops the list. His name is Noah Rider and in addition to making jewelry to the delight of petruli-scented woman in the East Village, he also makes MetroCard art sculptures that sell for $20 and up. The placid dreadlocked artist told us he was recently evicted by his "asshole landlord because of his crazy girlfriend." Talk about culpability. But either way, regardless of who's guilty, slumlord or kooky bitch, he needs some money so he' s out there hustling his MTA inspired works. We just hope they don’t' claim some sort of copyright bullshit like they did the IPOD map guy. But either way we suggest you invest in a few of these sculptures. Like most artists, if he dies young, it may actually be worth something. Jump to see his outdoor sidewalk gallery.




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