I got asked this the other day by some nosey bitch...All right, so here's the thing... I've been asked this question at least twice for every tag I've thrown up. Some times by people who are actually interested, sometimes by pigs who are trying to get you to trip up over your own words. But here's what's what... Like Renos said, "some things you can't explain..." Like Saber say's, " not to many writers ask "themselves" why there out there writing all over shit." This alone should lead you to believe there's not a lot of rhime and, or reason to this shit... But I find it to be some of the best mental therapy ever. I've learned more about life and respect through graffiti, than most of you will ever learn. I guess I also love fucking girly girls in really weird places. On the side of the freeway is always a fun spot... something about the cars rushing past and the headlights flying by... And for some reason there's nothing funner than fucking in an abandoned building... or on the roof top of an abandoned building. getting to look over a city that is sleeping while your nuts deep in some girl in a place your not even supposed to be... Just hearing the moans float out into the city night... GOODTIMES...Anyways... It's a great release of personal, and free expression. And i do mean free. More free than America allows. In all reality, I don't do another art that isn't controlled in some way, shape or form by some branch of the government, or media... I can paint whatever I want. Say whatever I want about who ever I want. In as graphic a nature as i can possibly paint. When I'm out at a train tunnel, or some old warehouse at 2 in the morning, knowing that there's nobody in the world who knows where i'm at, or what i'm doing... it's a freedom few will seldom experience. And trains, my art will go places, see things and meets people that I never will or possibly could in 1 lifetime. When I'm out in the yard, all thats going through my head is, Chicago, Philly, N.Y., Texas , Florida... who the fuck knows where this trains headed...
I don't know, there really is no way to explain it, I just love it, I LOVE IT... I don't think I'll ever love a any one thing as much as I love getting up in everybodies face... whether you wanna see it or not. .. and I don't expect for any of you to understand or agree with this, or any of my points of view... except that george bush is a lying sack o shit!!! What I love even more? Is there's not a god damn, fucking thing any of you can do to stop us... let alone me. Lord knows what the fuck I'd be up to if I wasn't painting on shit... I guess we'll never know...