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-15th
of March 2002:
Happiness
Love. Friendship. Its easy really, accomplish your goals, strive to fulfill your life with meaning and truthfulness.
Your life is what you make of it; you are master of your own destiny; master of the ripple you make on the pond of this world. Each one of us has power to be true and secure a sense of identity within society.
Feel alive, leave your mark here and there...
I love to love. Meditate upon the meaning and logic of your life. Push your
styles to the limit. Enable yourself to be alive and truly live! Listen to your
inner child, let the tears run free; we only believe what we know to be real.
Stop, breathe, feel the sun upon you face, believe that you are indeed alive...
-10th
of August 2001:
Misery
Like the tragic loss of a close friend; your own flesh and blood perhaps; the
one person who made you feel alive, made you happy;
Like choosing the wrong path at the crossroads of your life and death;
Like being murdered and raped the morning of your sixteenth birthday; cut short
in your dreams, too young to know of life's true meaning;
Like feeling utter despair, pain, hatred, torture, and alienation;
Like the loss of your loving parents before you had a chance to tell them, a
chance to make them see and understand;
Like knowing you're wrong in a world of "rights".
Misery, pure, unmerciful, washing over your soul and body like a putrid stench
rotting your life, killing all hope;
Like a serial killer weeping over the mutilated body of his seventh victim;
Like his mother staring, glassy-eyed at the photo of her beloved son, before
the first tears begin to wash away the grief and anger.
Misery. The Misery of heart and soul, mind and body: the loss of Love which
once you posessed and believed in.
It's all there in front of your eyes, every day of your life, every step you
take. To Like is never enough, to Love is to heal and truly Live. Love Life
and Love yourself; Life is beautiful and precious, respect it and Live to the
fullest!
January
10, 2000
Six Indicted in Connection With Graffiti Rings, Terroristic Threats
TRENTON - Attorney General John J. Farmer, Jr. today announced the indictment
of six men in connection with the activity of organized graffiti vandals who
allegedly defaced public buildings and property in Middlesex County and threatened
violence against one of their own who had begun cooperating with law enforcement.
In an 11-count state grand jury indictment handed up today, two of the six defendants
- -, 19, of - and -, 20, of - are charged with inflicting thousands of dollars
worth of vandalism damage by marring commercial buildings, highway overpasses
owned by the state of New Jersey and other property with graffiti.
-- and four other defendants are also charged with committing acts of vandalism
and making terroristic threats against a fellow graffiti vandal who had begun
cooperating with investigators.
The four other defendants charged with retaliating against a witness and/or
making terroristic threats include -, 23, of -, -, 20, of -, -, 22, of -and
-, 19, of ** Farmer said today's indictment was generated by an investigation
into the vandalism activity of two loosely organized groups who engaged in the
illegal practice of graffiti "tagging."
The Attorney General described tagging as writing one's unique graffiti nickname
on walls, vehicles, bridge and highway infrastructure and other targets. Typically
tagging is done using paint, Magic Marker and other difficult-to-remove materials,
he explained.
Calling itself FYM for "Free Your Mind," one of the graffiti groups was responsible
for damage to a variety of commercial properties in Woodbridge Township and
elsewhere. Charged in counts one through five of the indictment is FYM's -,
who allegedly used the graffiti tagging monikor "Hantos."
- is charged with vandalizing a Sports Authority store, a privately-owned building,
a business known as the Sitar Company, a shopping plaza and a PNC bank building
between July and October 1998 in Woodbridge.
** allegedly used the tagging nicknames "Rime" and "Guilt." He is charged with
taking part in the Sitar Company vandalism and with causing vandalism damage
to a state-owned overpass at Route 184 and Route 440 in Perth Amboy.
According to Paul H. Zoubek, Director of the Division of Criminal Justice, both
-- and --were members not only of FYM but a second group dedicated to graffiti
vandalism that called itself KCW for "Killing City Walls."
As a result of his alleged tagging activities, -- is charged with two counts
of criminal mischief and one count of retaliation against a witness or informant.
Others who were allegedly active with FYM are -- , who is accused of using the
tagging monikor "Chip." - allegedly used the tagging nickname "Lil." Both -
and -- are charged with one count each of retaliation against a witness.
--, who allegedly was a member of KCW but not FYM, is charged with one count
each of retaliating against a witness and making terroristic threats. -- alleged
tagging nickname was "Unok." --, another accused KCW member, is charged with
one count of retaliation against a witness. -- alleged tagging nickname was
"2-Tek."
Attorney General Farmer said the witness retaliation and terroristic threats
counts are linked to the alleged efforts of FYM and KCW members to silence a
fellow tagger who had begun cooperating with state investigators.
Farmer said the cooperating tagger, who is listed as an unindicted co-conspirator
in connection with the crimes outlined in today's indictment, was consistently
pressured by his fellow vandals not to aid law enforcement.
Those charged in today's indictment are accused of assaulting their fellow tagger
and threatening the witness with physical harm if he agreed to testify in any
prosecution. A friend of the cooperating witness was also allegedly threatened
with violence, the Attorney General noted.
Farmer said the cooperating vandal has already pleaded guilty to an accusation
charging him with conspiracy to commit criminal mischief.
In the case of both graffiti groups, the vandals allegedly kept written journals
detailing their graffiti exploits, magazines devoted to graffiti activity and
news clippings that documented their crimes.
"Although some may view graffiti tagging activity as harmless, this indictment
should serve as a warning to anyone who would deface buildings and property
- we take these acts of vandalism very seriously. Such crimes work against New
Jersey's efforts to enhance the quality of life for all residents and we will
prosecute them to the fullest extent of the law," Farmer said.
"The other charges outlined in this indictment - retaliation against a witness
and making terroristic threats - also illustrate that this kind of activity
can escalate and lead to potentially dangerous situations."
Five of the six criminal mischief charges outlined in today's indictment represent
third degree crimes punishable by between three and five years in prison and
a $7,500 fine. One criminal mischief count, against defendant --, is a fourth
degree crime punishable by a maximum of 18 months in prison and a fine of $10,000.
Retaliation against a witness or informant is a fourth degree offense that carries
a penalty of up to 18 months in prison and a fine of $10,000. Making terroristic
threats is a third degree crime punishable by between three and five years in
prison and a fine of up to $7,500. Five of the six defendants named in today's
indictment were arrested previously and are currently free on bail. A summons
will be issued for the arrest of --.
Today's indictment was handed up to Superior Court Judge Linda Feinberg in Mercer
County and allocated to Middlesex County for trial. The case was investigated
by the Operations Bureau of the Division of Criminal Justice in conjunction
with the Woodbridge and Perth Amboy police departments. It was presented to
the grand jury by Deputy Attorney General Lewis Korngut. An indictment is merely
an accusation.
All defendants are presumed innocent unless and until convicted. (i took out
all the names and replaced them with -- or *'s...)
-7th
of May 2001:
Style. I am really
never satisfied with my style; people don't understand this: they say I am just
"fishing for compliments". Well, I have to state the fact that actually I am
always trying to simply push myself to the limit, to try to make my "style"
hit harder and harder every time around; a fill-in can always be funkier; a
curve can always have more flow or cut to it; a connection can always be more
original than the one before; a 3d can always complete your style in a more
efficient manner... There are infinite ways to make your own personal style
"come alive" and truly "burn", so that people are like "Damn how the hell did
he do that??" Also, I constantly compare myself to other writers out there and,
hey face it, my style really DOES stink!! hehe, really, there are some funky
fresh styles out there! So, as I conclude this brief "view" I will say this:
when you are on top, you are actually on the bottom! Feel the flow and equilibrium
of your styles! Push that fill and 3d to the very limit. Never overestimate
yourself; make those pieces burn! Peace.
-30th
of November 2000:
Norway. A beautiful
country truly. I love experiencing different cultures and living in different
places; nothing expands your mind and thought quite as much as this. The Norwegian
graffiti scene seems to be struggling to survive amid very repressive views
and policies; the writers here are very motivated though and it is refreshing
to see some brand new "crazy" styles: there are some extremely innovative writers
with much potential; it's just a shame that the authorities are shutting down
all walls, even the legal ones... Well, anyway, my experience of Norway up to
now has been positive and I am happy to have been given the opportunity to experience
Norwegian culture and graffiti. Keep the styles alive and continue the expansion.
-31st of October 2000:
Fuck my life! I have
no worth in society, no identity, no self-esteem, tired of all these stupid
questions in my head; fed up with this bullshit life! I am not achieving anything,
not growing, not maturing, not evolving; always the same crap, the same stories,
the same vile jealousy, the same old overplayed themes; nothing works, no success,
no value. What the fuck is this all for? To what end? So fucking tired of all
this rotten shit, the failure, the depression, the let-downs, the pain, the
suffering, the mistakes; negative thoughts are who I am; laziness, weak, worthless,
soft, slime, completely and utterly lost.
I give up.
-30th of October 2000:
Ok, a very good friend of mine wrote this to Time magazine the other day and I wanted to share it with you...
"Dear Sir: I have
read and continue to read the reporting on the situation in the Middle East,and
frankly I am fed up. Charles Krauthammer's essay on the " Barak Paradox" in
which he calls Barak "the most dovish Israeli Prime Minister the Middle East
has ever known" I found particularly offensive. After all this is the same man
who has encouraged the largest number of Jewish settlements ever during his
short term and this is perhaps one of the greatest obstacles to any lasting
peace in the area. Mr. Krauthammer refers to the "lynching" of two Israeli reservists
without a single word about the more than 100 Palestinians killed, and incidentally
this "lynching" bit is carefully chosen, an emotive word intended to touch our
deepest sensibilities. He concludes his article with a reference to Sept. 1,
1939, another carefully chosen touchstone to remind us of the appeasement leading
to the Holocaust. Perhaps I should continue this theme and tell you that last
night on french television we heard an Israeli soldier refer to the Palestinian
protestors as "nothing but animals" and that reminded me of the last and only
time I heard this said about a people, quite recently, a "civilized dinner party",
from a Serbian woman about the Kosovo Albanians, and then again I remembered
the first time I encountered this reference, reading about the Nazi propaganda
machine - Goebbels and his ilk, saying that about the Jews - carefully chosen
words, emotive, dehumanizing, giving right to those who hated and wished to
destroy the "vermin". The Jews of that time were shocked that no-one in the
West spoke up against this powerful, evil manipulation of public opinion. What
about now? Should we in the West once again remain silent? It should really
come as no shock to anyone that the Palestinian population has boiled over after
so many years of constant humiliation and denial of very basic human rights.
The Israelis would like to have peace of course but only on their own terms,
the continued enslavement of the Palestinian people and don't rock the boat.
Peace on our terms, appeasement all on the side of the Palestinians. Thank you."
Well? Powerful stuff I'd say! Think about it!
-22nd
of October 2000:
This new version
of my website seems to be perfectly symptomatic of the great changes that are
happening in my life right now. I'm looking to fit in to my "apparent"
adult self: expectations, identity, maturing... Well, one could say that it
IS about time I started facing my responsibilities in this world... Keep a steady
job, make some serious money...? Actually contribute something to society...
Pfff, well, anyway. To anybody actually reading this, I hope you will enjoy
the new version of this website! Some good new pieces which I am actually happy
with for once! Graffiti... this is who I am: my self-expression, my identity,
my heart, my mind, my soul... Well, it's all here! Stay real, and always remember
that after darkness comes light!
-23rd of July 2000:
I think it is of great importance to try to secure a sense
of identity in this world; we are each of us unique in our own individual way
but somehow it is extremely hard to understand one's worth within society; how
can we be special and make a difference? And is this actually of any importance?
Well, I guess I can only speak for myself... I have a need for comprehending
what life is made of, how we evolve, grow, and mature within it. Why are things
so complicated, why are we meant to suffer? I am still searching for a way of
making a difference; maybe, in a way, this graffiti and internet project of
mine is a clumsy attempt at just that...? I wish I had the answers that are
evading my grasp...
Who am I?
-2nd of April 2000:
How could one possibly begin defining love? Boggling idea,
illusionary concept, each of us has a different definition for it; a feeling
so very strong and yet so fragile in itself, everything and nothing, a perfect
equilibrium of darkness and light, chaos and tranquility; we love at extremes,
all or nothing with no compromises; love... strange, natural, infinite yet uncertain...
I cannot comprehend this feeling of bliss, of extreme pain, life and death in
one embrace; my life, my love, my strength... I love you.
-30th of March 2000:
Where am I going? What am I to do with my life?... Why
does love hurt so easily; the heart frozen and tortured by the slightest doubt,
the slightest tremor, overthrowing and shattering hope from within; why is hatred
so easy to understand and love so hard to create; a love so hard to maintain
and keep out of reach from the prostitution of vile jealousy; the venom of a
mind-bending feeling of inadequacy; striking constantly, in a relentless assault
of evil demons, my heart filled with hate and empty love. Will I always be falling?
deeper and deeper, not knowing what to do; my life, such an abstract idea, nothing
is clear. I love to love and I love to hate, I hate to love to hate; the circle,
we keep on repeating ourselves.
-20th of January 2000:
Ah, well here I am again. Far away from home, thousands
of miles away in a place I don't particularily want to be. But I think this
is a very useful experience: it forges character, puts things into perspective
and helps me to realize what life is all about... Naa, well, what I really want
to talk about is the fact that I have met a truly wonderful person back in Strasbourg;
she is really special and I am very much attached to her; it is sort of weird
for me because I love women and don't usually get attached like this; I don't
know what's going on but maybe, oh maybe, I will at last manage to build something
worthwhile with her. Many questions are in my mind; having loved and lost, I
am scared of not being certain, scared of hurting her, unsure of myself... I
am writing all this to try to put things into perspective, in order to take
a step back and reflect upon my life; I am still wondering what exactly it is
I want from life... It's all so complicated; but I guess that's the beauty of
it all, the uncertainty and the doubts. Anyway, having said this, I want to
say that I really like this girl and that I guess I will take it one step at
a time... Life is beautiful.
-14th of December 1999:
In my opinion, and from what I have seen, heard and experienced
in this country, the US has a clearly shameful approach torward graffiti repression;
I mean, this is fascism: the methods used, the lack of respect, the ill-treatment...
Coming from France to this kind of 0-tolerance bull shit really puts things
into perspective: I can judge and assess from an "outside" point of view and
I am truly shocked at what I see. Of course I can really only speak about
the places I know, namely New Jersey, New York, Connecticut, Staten Island...
How the hell can one be treated the same way for putting color on a wall, and
committing for example, let's say, armed robbery; where is the logic behind
that?? What kind of sick twisted country would implement such a logic? I am
mad and disgusted. Fascism is sick, and I hate it! New Jerz, hope you
fucking stupid vandal squad, or whomever, can look at yourselves in the mirror!
Must be hard living with who you are. You make me sick! Using all that stupid
internet crap to try to catch writers is ridiculous!
Anyway... Why don't you all just pause for a while and try to remember that
graffiti is the killing of walls, not people, and that you might want
to actually act accordingly... 'nuff said.
-12th of December 1999:
...Insanity terrifies me...
The horror of being out of control. What is going on in my mind? What is happening
to me?...
TARE is me and I am TARE. Create an identity for myself. Create myself, at last.
Love is hate and now I know why.
-11th of December 1999:
-My Life-
My heart aches, my mind is weak, the emotions are just too strong;
Unable to hold back the warm tears trickling down my face
The pain numbs my mental anguish, I am lonely and lost
In a world that seems simply way too big for such dark feelings;
The answers are so far away, in a distant land of magnificent bliss.
My state does not enable to comprehend, turning away
From the only people who could possibly help me.
I am empty, I have lost once again, having not understood
What is inside of me; the darkness of the light, the heat of my own blood,
My mind, torn and tortured by both the past and the future;
The tunnel is still endlessly winding beneath my feet, unable to see the
End of this writhing pain, I sit and wait.
-My
Death-
-10th of December 1999:
Some thoughts on graffiti...
Spraypaint upon a wall; for most, representing
negative energy. Blind to the cold beauty of the styles set forth, they do not
comprehend the meaning of my artistic expression. Why does the word carry with
it such negative connotations within society? Does it not shine through as evident,
the magnificence of pure color upon an otherwise dismally grey wall? The work,
time, practice, faith, that each of us puts into our artform; the continual
thrust to push further our style; to truly be able to create ourselves upon
the surface; to kill; yes, the infinite array of possibilities presented to
us, the constraining reality of our apparent freedom within this structured
artform.
I love graffiti and I live with it; it enables me to find myself and somehow
grow and mature in ways that only my universal partners in crime can understand;
I travel with my graffiti; meeting, painting and maturing along with my friends,
many of whom, through my artform, shall become like my brothers and sisters;
they share my mind and heart in so much as they share my love and respect for
graffiti. Graffiti as an active part of Hip-Hop; for this artform cannot be
seperated from its ever essential framework, if one is to understand the movement
as a whole, one must also look at the other components of Hip-Hop, respectively
DJing, MCing, and Breakdancing...
So why paint my heart and mind on a wall or train? Well, as a matter of fact,
I am not sure, but all I can say for certain is that graffiti is and has been
an extremely important self-expression "device"; for I am basically, or have
been, a very timid and self-conscious person, so much that at one time graffiti
seemed to be the only true means of expressing myself at all... Of course I
have evolved and graffiti has been an ever stronger force for me to use and
create as a sense of identity; it is who I am. Furthermore, I have extended
this self-expression to the creation of websites (Strasbourg Styles Graffiti,
SCH webpage, TAREstyles) and this here very personal website is definitely who
I am...
Until next time, take care! (Main1, hope you're tuning in; thanks for the feedback)
-9th of December 1999:
Here is a pseudo poem that I wrote; no title but a strange
sense of loss; the loss of love I guess, and the cold onset of an everlasting
questionning... Here goes.
Forever prisoner in a cell of
mental loneliness
An old lion is slowly dying;
in a distant land
Out of the darkness of his own
heart, he feels the rotting sickness;
Magnificent in his proud despair
he cannot understand.
I wait on time to come deliver
him from the pain,
For, tired of living in the
past, the future will call
Upon his skull a sweet trickle
of icy rain,
And, regardless of the suffering,
never shall he fall.
Thank you for listening.
-8th of December 1999:
Well, here I am. I've made the updates using my trusty
notepad and HTML codes (ppfffew!), and now I can sit back, relax and enjoy the
idea of people enjoying or taking interest in this website... Of course I have
decided not to make my major photo/sketch update until the 20th of December,
and I also have a relatively big pseudo-essay I wrote on graffiti (the image
people have of it) that I will be putting up. Also, as you may of noticed I
am using my Interviews section to feature some of my friends worldwide (the
peeps I paint with) so that will be getting updated too. Anyway, all this to
say that I really hope you enjoy this website and come back often as I strive
to include more and more content and ideas. Graffiti lives!
Take care!
-2nd of December 1999:
Writing seems to be the only way to express my feelings,
oh how so clumsily indeed, for words will never manage to portray the fathomless
intensity of my mind and heart... Unrest lies within; my identity searched
reveals nothing as it selfishly hides from my want for answers; darkness bathes
me and comforts me, cunningly feeding upon my weaknesses, devouring all hope
and destroying that which I cherish; love, the memory of a whole feeling, of
beauty and intensity, rare and precious, a miracle of pure eternity. Through
life I wander, lost and broken, as my heart, stumbling blindly into oblivion;
the life I once had and the life I shall discover to be... Some day I
shall understand.
-30th of November 1999:
"I now remember the aching pain in my torn chest, from within
my entrails the slow writhing agony of a burning sensation, once lost and twice
regreted, the love I had come to worship as eternal beauty."
Ania, the four letters of my bitter fall out of hell's paradise, back to earth
with tears of warm regret and cold solitude.
...Kill the question, shall be born the answer; love hurts and destroys from
within.
-10th of July 1999:
Motivation is often hard to find here in Strasbourg.
Writers are basically lame: they don't really seem to grasp the essence of graffiti
(not that my cocky self can boast such a knowledge...) and lack the heart to
truly expand they're horizons... Ok, well, I don't know what I'm trying
to say but my point is that through my recent trips away (Paris, Milan, NYC...),
I have found great motivation in painting with others: seeing different styles,
different approaches, and overall different ways of thinking... I really
enjoy travelling with my graffiti and getting to share it with others...
-9th of May 1999:
I found my chinese horoscope (1977): SNAKE people enter
a room and there is Music, Joy! Everyone dances! Such high spirit! The Snake
is so intense and passionate, just as likely to take out the castanets as to
climb mountains of snow. Snake year people are charming and romantic, often
planning delightful hideaway surprises. Possessing tremendous wisdom, they are
deep, quiet thinkers, calm by nature, but most intense. They often get involved
in great causes, bigger than life, and often serve as mentors to the young.
To paraphrase Confucius, they have a kind of inner beauty that arises, hovers,
then comes to nest. They will have an abundance of good fortune and a long and
prosperous life.
The Fire Snake is like a meteor in the sky, brilliant and alive. With spellbinding
eloquence, the Snake converses with conviction on a broad range of topics, but
realizes that good conversation lies as much in the listening as the talking.
The Snake does both very well, raising communication to a very high and elegant
art. People love to be in the company of this very graceful Fire Snake, who
is always pleasant, provocative, humorous, and quick witted. With split second
reflexes, they are constantly conceiving new ideas and coming up with new schemes.
This entrepreneurial spirit makes headlines and the Fire Snake is much admired.
Because of their ambition, perseverance, and infinite patience, and wise financial
moves made early in life, their fortunes grow steadily. By the time middle age
arrives, financial fortune is truly theirs. Relationships follow the same path,
through faithfulness, perseverance, and willingness to make relationships really
work, the future is always bright.
Famous Snake People: Mao Tse-tong, Mahatma Gandhi, Indira Gandhi, Ferdinand
Marcos, Abraham Lincoln, Lady Pamela Mountbatten, Martin Luther King, Grace
Kelly, Indira Gandhi, Jacqueline Kennedy, Edgar Allen Poe, Prime Minister Tony
Blair, Bob Dylan"
I'd say that this somewhat accurately describes me and my attitude towards life...
-5th of May 1999:
Love. When am I ever going to forget . I saw my ex-girlfriend
today; it was hard, I mean we're cool and all but it still burns... the
burning inferno of my heart is aching of a pain so terribly vivid; it stings,
it cuts, it engulfs... it's destroying me. I somehow wish I was
back with her but on the other hand she repulses me: I got way claustrophobic
(2 and a half years) and yet I really truly do love her; she is my first and
only love but something inside me is wrong: I think I desperately need to find
what's in me and be in harmony with myself before even attempting to create
a relationship. I don't know what to do, I'm lost and it's making me crazy;
I guess I'm scared: scared of not being sure, scared of hurting her again like
I did before, scared of not truly knowing what love is, scared of eternal commitment...
but most of all, I'm terrified of hurting her... I just can't
make any sort of decision while being unsure of myself and of my feelings: I
wish, oh how I truly wish that there was a way out of this dark winding tunnel;
this dismal and lonely path; this dark fathomless mix of love and hatred; for
myself and for the people around me: what is love?...
-4th of May 1999:
What is the meaning of life?... A question so often asked
and so little answered. Religion offers comfort and reassurance but is
this not just closing one's eyes on the terrifying fact that we actually don't
know why we exist? and to what means? life is a beautiful and precious thing
but why is there such an ugly downside to nature? well, I guess we could say
that for good to exist, or for us to be aware of it's presence, there must be
a necessary evil inside of all things... I guess these are real signs
of an oncoming existencial crisis on my part, but I find it greatly helps to
write these feelings down and maybe it is a way of reaching out to the world
in order to begin understanding life and what we are all about, starting with
myself. Will I ever become mature enough as to achieve wisdom?... positive
and infinite... to find the answers I am so eagerly seeking?...
-3rd of May 1999:
The idea of having a "crew" must be kept at the concept
of painting with friends or people you get along with. There's no need
to be in a crew with writers you don't get along with or even despise; nevertheless,
it is true that this happens sometimes against your will: friends of your friends
with whom you don't get along are introduced within the crew without prior consultation...
you know the deal, I'm sure it's happened to all of you at least once!
Anyway, that shit is mad whack and just contributes eventually to the destruction
of otherwise great crews of good friends and respected writers.
-2nd of May 1999:
Sometimes, I catch myself thinking, "what for? why am I
doing this? why am I painting on walls?"... well I think I can say that
graffiti is an expression of who I am and what I am capable of doing artistically.
Somehow, I need graffiti to prove to myself that I am artistically capable of
creating: for, indeed, the mere concept of "creating" instead of destroying
(though of course graffiti is considered by many as exclusively constituting
destruction) is a fabulous element of graffiti. I sometimes would like
to change the actual word "graffiti" that is associated with such
a negative image in people's minds, to be able to truly create something new
and different that would flourish in a positive and evolutive direction...
but I guess that would be losing the whole driving idea behind graffiti; the
same idea that seperates it from "conventional" artforms: the aspect
of illegality and non-compliance with set standards or rules... the essence
of graffiti?...
-1st of May 1999:
In my opinion, aggressive conflict between true graffiti artists
does not have its place within the realm of Hip-Hop. My attitude towards
painting has and always will be that graffiti is about putting paint, color,
style and equilibrium on a wall, in company of one's friends or true graffiti
heads, simply keeping it real. As soon as writers start getting involved
more with the fact that they are "doing graffiti" than in the actual
"doing of graffiti", they start losing the real meaning of painting
which is producing and expressing a mood or true feelings.
-30th of April 1999:
I really get annoyed with writers who say they're graffiti
writers and maybe paint one piece every other month: that's whack; how do you
expect to achieve anything or evolve if you don't motivate yourself into some
kind of standard of production; I mean, no writer has ever been dope by painting
every two months or so?! So, in my opinion, they just achieve the status
of wannabe.
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