yeah that would be gross when i was like 2 weeks old my mom gave me a crayon and i wrote on a peice of paper
A stairwell, with a can of dollar paint..................I did it so fast, each letter went over the other, so it looked like a twitching retarded tweaker was getting off making circles on the wall.
A bunch of Mr. T stencils on this building with three garage doors. Along with my first throwie and tag.
it used to be peices of plywood in my friends backyard. now his dad bulit us a room in the back of the garage for our garage band, and to paint.
made a marker with 2 parts terpentine and 1 part red poster paint , then put the shitty ink in a water bottle, used a sock for a nib, went to a fire hydrant and tagged "jap" all i cud think of , that tags still there today
I did my first tag on my mothers womb when i was born! lol No but for real the first thing i wrote on was under a bridge by the train station!
first thing i wrote on was paper, first thing i painted on was a train. now the train is gone (it was a train graveyard) and i really really really hope they buffed that whack ass shit, i dont want it cruising around canada with that shit on it. but its cool cuz i forgot a letter cuz i was rushing so i can just deny that shit to the extreme.
Mine was in a water tunnel (blue fill, black outline) and on some retention wall (yellow fill, blue outline). The dude I was with is kinda like my mentor.. he's been doing graff for about 2 years now and he's teaching me the basics and stuff. He also took me to an abandoned insane asylum but some guy came outta nowhere and scared the shit out of us so we just left. Hah.
theres this chill spot i went to and still do. My cruddy throwie is still there tho . Im gonna go back when it gets warmer to practice.