Archive for August, 2002
i really need to look at the screen when i type, so many mistakes……ohwell
SPRAYING IS BELIVEING
Its funny how spray pain can look very cool on stuff and you have this impression that you dont need skill or brains and that anyone can spray paint a wall, you just need tp point the can and spray, But oh no today i found out the ins and outs of this cultural signature, yers i delvied into the street culture the hip hop world of tags and pieces, I painted an aotto bin with the assistance of a undisclosed person at an undisclosed site on a stolen bin, ahh aint life grand.
Back to painting, i found out that to be a good tagger you need to have no sense of smell and no regard for your ineer organs. I have never inhlaed so many particles of bright coloured toxic dust before in my life, i reckon if you cut me open and hung my lungs up on a piece of canvas you could enter the archibald prize and the critics would say..”good use of colour” “very thick lavish coating of texturous vibrance” and stuff like that.
When i breathed out i looked like puff the magic dragon with the coloured smoke comming out my nose and mouth, this is a dangerous game, thats why the people that do it are always coughing and spluttering, its all part of it, racing car drives celebrate with a bottle of wine poured over their heads, business men get certificates for doing a good job and taggers spray painters get a clooged lung, burt nasal passages and 4 hours on a nebulizer breathing machine.
each to their own i guess.
i’ll stick ot doing nothing that way i can just critisize everyone elses past times….cough cough…….