THE PURGE PANDA STORY This narrative adaptation accompanies the NFT art series, “PURGE PANDA”. Written by the artist, Brian creatively sets the stage for the digital paintings by introducing you to the characters. These paintings, and the creative writing that accompany it, describe the vibe he shared with his late best friend, “Matt” (Manop) on a typical pregame night before hitting the clubs in downtown Baltimore.
“PURGE PANDA” We could see the glow over the city. The lights, the smoke… and the faint sounds of breaking glass and shrill screams gave a charge to the air. Across the water, out in the county, the Panda and I were sharpening blades and fueling the street fighter sport bike. There was half of a bottle of Jameson to go and the Dutchmaster was burning smooth.
I was brought out of a haze when I heard some rustling behind me. Panda let out howls in deep, frenzied bursts as he throttled the volume on a Club Queen Mix. It was like a fire had been lit on this cold November night. A surge ignited from the base of my spine and fired upwards as I leapt to my feet. I ripped the bottle from him and laid a hard back hand across his chest. The whiskey burned. The drums hit and the bass blared.
The fiery liquid spewed from my mouth as I feel a sharp pain split my cheek. The panda had butted me with his AR pistol stock and deviously smiled towards me… and then he said what we’d been waiting to say. It’s what we say when we’re fittin’ to RAGE in Baltimore. It’s what we say when we’re all lit up and ready to burn this motherfucker DOWN…. The Panda said… “LET’S FUCKING GO.”
Painted + Graphic NFT Artwork from Artist, MadProPro (Brian Propst) FROM THE ARTIST ON THE MADPROPRO GOTTI PANDA SERIES:
It started at a meetup on a back street in my neighborhood of all the tough guys on bikes, circa 1995. I was a bratty suburban pre-teen with everything to prove, and "Matt" Manop saw straight through my Glen Burnie wangsta front. From day one, we connected on all things. As much as I ever could, I'd spend nights, weekends - and sometimes weeks at a time - rolling around doing wanna be hood rat shit with my homie. 28 of these ridiculously cringy, epic, scary, hilarious and hetero-boundary dancing years of bro-mance came to abrupt end on June 18, 2018. I loved that motherfucker... so much. When he died, my heart broke. I feel like a carry him with me. I carry the Panda around with me everywhere i go. The Gotti Panda Series are creative expressions, representations and dramatic stories of my 28 years with the Panda.
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THE PURGE PANDA STORY This narrative adaptation accompanies the NFT art series, “PURGE PANDA”. Written by the artist, Brian creatively sets the stage for the digital paintings by introducing you to the characters. These paintings, and the creative writing that accompany it, describe the vibe he shared with his late best friend, “Matt” (Manop) on a typical pregame night before hitting the clubs in downtown Baltimore.
“PURGE PANDA” We could see the glow over the city. The lights, the smoke… and the faint sounds of breaking glass and shrill screams gave a charge to the air. Across the water, out in the county, the Panda and I were sharpening blades and fueling the street fighter sport bike. There was half of a bottle of Jameson to go and the Dutchmaster was burning smooth.
I was brought out of a haze when I heard some rustling behind me. Panda let out howls in deep, frenzied bursts as he throttled the volume on a Club Queen Mix. It was like a fire had been lit on this cold November night. A surge ignited from the base of my spine and fired upwards as I leapt to my feet. I ripped the bottle from him and laid a hard back hand across his chest. The whiskey burned. The drums hit and the bass blared.
The fiery liquid spewed from my mouth as I feel a sharp pain split my cheek. The panda had butted me with his AR pistol stock and deviously smiled towards me… and then he said what we’d been waiting to say. It’s what we say when we’re fittin’ to RAGE in Baltimore. It’s what we say when we’re all lit up and ready to burn this motherfucker DOWN…. The Panda said… “LET’S FUCKING GO.”
Painted + Graphic NFT Artwork from Artist, MadProPro (Brian Propst) FROM THE ARTIST ON THE MADPROPRO GOTTI PANDA SERIES:
It started at a meetup on a back street in my neighborhood of all the tough guys on bikes, circa 1995. I was a bratty suburban pre-teen with everything to prove, and "Matt" Manop saw straight through my Glen Burnie wangsta front. From day one, we connected on all things. As much as I ever could, I'd spend nights, weekends - and sometimes weeks at a time - rolling around doing wanna be hood rat shit with my homie. 28 of these ridiculously cringy, epic, scary, hilarious and hetero-boundary dancing years of bro-mance came to abrupt end on June 18, 2018. I loved that motherfucker... so much. When he died, my heart broke. I feel like a carry him with me. I carry the Panda around with me everywhere i go. The Gotti Panda Series are creative expressions, representations and dramatic stories of my 28 years with the Panda.