Celebrating 15 Years of Overall Murals

Angel Saemai
2 hours ago
2 min read

a brief history & recap of summer 2025's anniversary block party

Brought to you by Overall Entertainment

From a tiny apartment on Stagg St. to taking over the whole damn block… it’s been 15 years of paint, grit, and memories.

We started Overall Murals in 2010 with nothing but our hands, buckets of paint, and what felt like impossible dreams. What began in a walk-in-closet-sized room has grown into the Overall Powerhouse, our new HQ in East Williamsburg, literally a block from where it all started. Along the way, we built an incredible team, expanded to a West Coast base in Venice, CA, and kept hand painting walls across the country.

But truthfully, the story begins even earlier. In 2007, at a dim Bushwick bar (Don Pedro’s iykyk), two strangers, myself (Angel) and my partner Dmitry, crossed paths over live music and cheap drinks. That mix of art, sound, and raw NYC energy has always fueled us. We were immigrants, transplants, artists, board-riders, night-owls, shaped by the creative chaos of Brooklyn and determined to build something with our hands and hearts.

In a world that’s racing toward pixels, automation, and screens, we’ve always believed in keeping the human part alive: real craftsmanship, real sweat, real community. Paint on hands, ideas bouncing in real time, building things together.

So at the end of this summer, we threw our first Overall Block Party to celebrate 15 years, and somehow it became a reminder of why we started in the first place. Check out the video recap below:

It felt like what community used to feel like, and what it still can be.

Kids silk-screening tees next to skaters landing tricks. Photographers exchanging stories and learning from each other mid-set. Musicians feeding off the crowd as a live mural rose behind them. Strangers saving spots in line like old friends. Spontaneous moments turning into shared memories. Creativity bouncing from person to person until something bigger than any one of us was happening, the kind of inspiration no algorithm can replicate.

We put our phones down. We showed up. We made art and noise and friendship in the street. And the neighborhood showed up right back to laugh, dance, paint, play, and connect in real time.

To everyone who has been part of this journey, from the tiny Stagg St. apartment through every wall we’ve painted to this new block we now call home, thank you. To the friends, collaborators, artists, clients, crew, neighbors, and old faces we haven’t seen in years: you made this real.