
I know, i know. Wasn’t too much to read over here, lately.
But as you figure, we had the EURO 2008, i have a career to look after,
minibreaks here and there, and a rockstarlife to live.
I mean: there must be a time when i experience the stuff i want to
talk about, right?
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Anyway, since you seemed to like it the last time, we’re talking bout
graffiti again. I quitted that ish couple years ago, but lately my fingers
have been itching severely. They say a leopard doesn’t change
his spots.
In Frankfurt, theres not too many locations, where you could paint
without being chased by five-o. To be exact: none.
But – just a few weeks ago, this really cool location opened its arms
to street tattoing and has been hit hard ever since.
Since my homeboy Kent has a permit to paint there, you’ll be happy
to enjoy fresh new productions in the near future. (Another reason for
an RSS-Feed on this blog, btw).
Expect the next burner in a couple of days, have to fix that collage first)
This wall is from mid june. It was June, 14 to be exact.
And it felt just like in the nineties. The guys came together,
Weather was warm, beer was cold … it was just … sweet as can be.
The Wall reads:
VOKS. FUEGO. KENT. DAER. ELVIS.
Flowers are by ME/DBL (not me, thats HIS name, stupid),
Characters von MEAN14/TSA
What was really cool, was to see 3 to 4 generations of Frankfurt
coming together. Legends on the wall. From the old to the new.
From the new to the old. Those, who were there, when we started.
Us. Those after us. And even those after them.
May sound kitsch to you but: it was all love.
Who said, this shit wouldn’t connect people?
Tiss.
And for those who like it bigger, here you go. (right clock on mouse, etc. etc)

