Today, two tweenage skaters, in bike helmets, were buzzing around me. One of their mom's appeared. She pointed me out and went "Hey look! It's the naked lady guy!"
It took me a second to realize what she was talking about, and then I went "That's right."
And she replied "Wow!"
She walked over to observe me while I was working on my sloppiest, runniest endeavor, thus far. I was fitting myself into a neatly masked spot on a massive banner for the RND crew. She asked if I was with RND and I told her "No, this isn't mine. I bomb on other people's murals but I do it in a way that's not a crude 'X' right through it."
"Oh!" she smiles, "So you take someone's art and you improve upon it."
"Yes!" I lied.
She's got the right idea. It is my intention to take something cool and make it dope. Had she caught me last week I could have said with confidence "I made this shit look dope."
But she had caught me in the middle of a half-ass'd plan to merely get back up on a wall where, the day before, I had blatantly dissed a legitimate graffer with my first mural(ette). And that mural(ette) had been bombed by RND within 12 hours of me putting it up.
Had I been sighted (as the naked lady guy) while putting up that mural(ette) it would have made my week.
