yeah my parents know i do it theyve bailed me out of jail once for it. And Im on probation for it. SO now they dont want me to get caught so they yell at me not to. I just stick to markers until im off of it.
i told my mom i wanted to buy stuff to practice it is an 'art' and she didn't have a problem with it. so sort of haha.
i think my parents know because i order loads of paint and graff supplies and my mom has caught me sketching shit and looked through my blackbook .they just tell me not to use it in my room. soo yea i guess they know but they dont do shit about it.
my parents had a look through my blackbooks cos they wondered why i had like 10 of them they were actually impressed but they dont know i paint they think thats all i do what would be the point in that lol haha if you hold your mouse over the title of this thread while browsing the forums the last bit says "my sister gave me wood" haha
Lol, I wrote on a bench near the baseball field and my brother plays there, my mom has seen my bbook and saw it, she told me not to get in trouble. She doesn't care, lol. My dad would kill me, though.
My mom was fine with it until she realized the scale in which i was soing it. Were not even allowed to have flower in the house any more.....
my mom doesnt know i write but a while back like in 7th grade i used to be all into drawing and art so when she sees supplies in my room she thinks the paints gunna be going on a canvas little does she know its going on the back of the appartements across the streets.
Dont not use bad grammar!!!!!^^^^^ My madre knows, she talked to the principal and cop when i got Alty, my dad was looking through my BB, and looks at my tag, "is that your signature or something?" Me: "Uh, um, nah, its, uh, just.....a scribble?" Looks to the next page, with my tag ALL OVER IT : "You sure do scribble alot." XD
im pretty fucked when it comes to my parents and graffiti. i dont know how many of you have been around southern michigan (detoit area), i cant paint in my area cause its like suburbs and NOBODY writes, so if they see something, they know its me. i have to go to hamtramck to write on walls. they know i BB though. theyve never asked me how i got so many supplies though
word. i used to show mine sketches all the time, but then i grew out of that attitude towards things. its almost like she forgot all about it. trying to save up some money to get through junior college so i can get a realz job. then i could get an apt. downtown and go out whenever with out having to make an excuse.
Jus moved bak wit my moms,, she is oblivious in denial or jus too stressed to give a dam she sees me draw constantly she knows i have paint, my room smells like it (lmao she thinks i get high off the fumes) when she finds out i dont think shell have a problem,, her brother (my uncle) used to do it in the 80's in NY bak when it was big so i think shell kinda understand / not give a dam. doesnt make a diff tho,, i been out all night since i was little chillin wit friends / dealers off the block,, n she aint giv a dam so wuts she gonna say "NO I DONT WANT YOU TO GO PAINTING, OR BOMBING OR W/E THE FUCK YOU WANNA CALL IT,, JUST CHILL WITH SOME DRUG DEALERS INSTEAD!@!!!@!"