At first, a dream.

The beginnings. Art as a muse. Images in dreams that demanded to be manifested.
No, seriously, it was like that.

Two of my favorite pieces. Both have become consistent characters in my works. Painted Feb 2011.

backstory
I'd been recently wanting to do more traditional art (you know, using paints and brushes), but it just felt foreign. I had played around with spray paint briefly when I was younger, and painted two random, fun pieces, but I dismissed it as juvenile and pointless. I negated my own passion and talent.

Oh so many years later, I lay one February sick with the flu for over a week. During my time in bed, I caught up with an old friend called television. One film I happened to watch was Banksy's "Exit Through the Gift Shop". It was then I realized that I all art appeals to me, but it's those street masterpieces that really speak to me. The Mona Lisa is great, Monet, Picaso, and all the greats have their place, but what really moves me is when I turn unassumingly down a street and something is there. Even more so when it's relevant, poignant, and well done.

So, with that in mind, I promptly went to the local hardware store to buy paints, cut stencils, and challenge what people perceive as art (and vandalism).

"Paint Flowers" 8' x 2.5' Spray paint on craft paper

"Blobman" 4' x 3' Spray paint on foam board