spotted online

Found this the other day online. I counted 19 eyes on me. see?

And you all know how it turned out in the end.

If You See Something Say Something

“Si Ves Algo Di Algo” (If You See Something Say Something) is the phrase made infamous by the NYC transit authority, aka the MTA. To the MTA that means spy on your neighbor and report everything and anyone you suspect may be a terrorist or a threat to the security of the norm. I prefer to see the meaning of that phrase that as a reminder to us to keep our eyes open and react to and interact with our evironments in positive ways. Taking back a sinister and Big Brother-esque phrase and turning it into something that speaks to people as a positive thing rather than a negative.

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Fuck the Police, Again!

More run ins with authority figures, this time in Brussels, Belgium. After painting on Saturday in Amsterdam with some friends from No New Enemies I rushed down to Brussels on Sunday to meet up and paint  with Roa. We went out evening time to what seemed to be a chill spot. Literally 10 minutes before finishing the piece the po-po showed up. One of them was saying how beautiful he thought our work was while the other was saying that it didn’t matter and they had to bring us in. After calling the city to find out if we could paint there or not and arguing between themselves for some time they decided they needed to bring us down to the station. None of the police seemed to really know if that spot was legal and in the end decided it wasn’t, but because they liked the work they said we could go with just a warning!

The Birds, (What) We Used To Be. It was about evolution and remains an unfinished evolution.

Fuck the Police

Sunday painting with Royal, Ibie, Uiu, and Edjinn. A nice sunny, warm, autumn day, painting at a skatepark and listening to the sound of kids, families, and skaters enjoying the same day around us. Except for some of us the good vibes were suddenly shitted on by the man aka two cops that drove up and tried to fuck with us. I say try because, despite being bastante cabrones, they didn’t even know if we were breaking the law. They called the city to find out and were told to leave us alone. After confiscating all our paint, bags, and everything inside them (including my camera and housekeys) they had to give it all back! I don’t need to say it again but I will anyway, Fuck the Police!

Fuck em.