I don’t think I’m ready to tell the world who I am yet. I’m not exactly a graffiti artist: I draw on anything—canvas, wall.
Everything I do is about the vibe. You see a woman’s figure, you can say I’m horny. You see my buddha, then yeah that’s me feeling peaceful. You feel what you see.
If I had to pay for a billboard or get a gallerist to promote myself, I might as well put my work anywhere. This is more proactive, isn’t it? How much longer do I have to wait?
I don’t think too much about my work, especially when I do it on the streets. Spend a hundred hours on a piece, and it can be ignored. I’d rather spend a hundred hours to do a hundred pieces.
I don’t want to take my work too seriously. Got to go with the flow, man. Clients at live painting sessions often ask, “Can you do it slower?” Dude, how?!
And duh, we gotta run before we’re caught! Or maybe I’m just not very patient.
I have too many 野種 on the streets—totally lost count.
I think I’m addicted to the smell of thinner by now.
Originally published in the Still / Loud magazine in February 2019. Republished online in March 2020.
