i leave a can or two round the house just to see waht they think every now and again but there in denial <_< loosers
oh word when i was in high school my twin brother got caught for racking paint my father knew that we wroter graff but he thought that we was only drawing on paper but he knew our names but getting back to the deal with my twin brother so my father pick up my brother at peal paint store at nyc then going home my father saw my tag's and my twin brother tag's in a train car that we bombed then my father beat my twin brother down right in the car so when he got home that night i ask my twin what just happen did you got beat dow by the store security my twin brother answered not our father saw our tag's in the train and he just wipped my butt then i said wordup!!! then a second time was me and some nyc writers benching watching the trains i just finish doing a car at the cc train layup in nyc i was in the train station takeing photos of me whole car then my father walk down the staircase to take the train to work at that time i was suppose to be in school but i was cutting school that day then my father saw me and the car i just on sunday that i did he wasnt really mad because the car was mad colorful so he said then car came out cool and he said befor takeing the train to work he said when i get home from work tonight your butt is me mine dam the was in the late 80s and know i am 36 year old and being a father and seeing the throw ups and the street bombing i kind of understand what he ment so then peace out
My parents let me they even brag about me and people want me to paint there houses but they ask me to only do legal walls but they no i i dont listen
my brother know that i write my mother i dont know if she know but she's always angry cause i got paint every where on my clothes lol it so funny shes know i do some legal stuff but dont know i tag she found my marker when i lost it in my house saw my cans and she alway ask me: what is that when she see my scrtchie on my table that funny lol
Both my parents know, i dont think my dad really understands what i do. My mom doesnt really care she just doesnt want me doing peoples house walls and that stuff, i buy my own shit but my christmas list was paint and stuff haha.
I got arrested two years ago in poland for graffiti. My grandmother almost got a heart attack she said when the cops called lol. I thought it was quite funny. The only bad thing was i had to clean the elevator cause it was covered in tags i was scrubbin it for about half an hour. Than she promised not to tell my mom, but this year before i left for poland my moms like , yo listen dont get caught by doing some dumb shit again. so yeah i think she knows
yesterday i was out shopping with my mom and i was just walking around throwin up stickers i made and she was like oh so thats what came in the mail. and she dident give 2 shits. hell im 18 if i get caught the cops aint callin momy and daddy to get me.
my mom definately knows now cause i ordered some OTRs and i had to ask her if it was ok first and shit and she asked me what i was gonjna use them for and i said what do you think. and then she was all like im cool with it as long as you dont get arrested or do it to like peoples houses and shit. but its funny now cause we were driving home and there was a big bomb on the back of a highway sign and she asked me how the fuck people get up there and we started to talk about graffiti and shit. it was kinda cool
who listens to atmosphere?, a song was in a signature earlier in this thread. yeah, my parents definetly dont know i paint, they know i write though (in bbook)
my folks just know i write and they think its cool, but they think i should find a way to make cash of it and do it legally, but other than that there open to it and tell me not to get caught or im on my own, so its a win win sorta B)
conversation i had with my mom yesterday... Me: Hey mom, I'm headin out to the yards Mom: Okay, be sure to bring your knife. Me: Why? Mom: Hobos and stuff Me: Oh, okay, cool. lol my mom isnt one of these deadbeats who lets her kids do whatever they want (ie, drink, smoke, stay out till 5 am), but she's pretty cool with me painting and always lookin out for me :lol:
Do my parents know i write?hell yeah i was rockin a wall and my mom was watching me rock she even tried to help me!
my mum knows, I was talking to her last night about it, she said she sees it as another form of expresionism, but she wouldn't help me out if i got caught. SHe even said if the police pointed out a peice and asked does she know who done it, she would tell them... that last bit is fucked up =/.