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The Calligraphy of Pokras Lampas


Over the past couple of months, I've started following quite a number of hand-letterers and calligraphers on Tumblr and Instagram, and today I want to feature the work of Russian artist Pokras Lampas.

The St. Petersburg native started off in the street art scene when he was just a teenager. He taught himself calligraphy when he was around 18 and, shortly after that, he started to merge the two techniques together, a style commonly known today as Calligraffiti.

Pokras creates massive calligraphic compositions within an urban environment and interior, and he's always trying to experiment with forms and volumes of the typography. He is best know for his gigantic piece on the roof of the former Red October chocolate factory in Moscow, as well as his NSFW series called Calligraphy on Girls, where he uses the female body as canvas.




Visit his Instagram and online portfolio for more stunning strokes.

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