So, recently I’ve been getting messages from random writers, and/or so-called writers, through MySpace and other places, basically asking me who I am, where’s your work toy, you graff groupy, and other random lame statements…so I guess I should state who I am and where I came from.
I grew up in the ghettos of San Bernardino, California. (Southern California) I was brought up by street writers. I originally got into graffiti through my older brother (over a decade ago) when I was about 14. He was always having his friends over and they were always graffing in their blackbooks and I just got interested. They were in a crew at the time called NRG (No Reason Graffiti) and they also hung out with other writers from MSK, CSE (Can’t Smoke Enough) and NTS. I learned how to do throw-ups before I even learned how to write tags from one of my brothers’ friends from MSK. I learned bubble letters first then got taught some wild styles. We started going out when I was 15 to random spots to practice when I learned the rules of the game. You know, don’t go over anyone unless you have beef or it’s been dissed, don’t write on churches and schools, et cetera.
Eventually my brothers crew NRG quit writing and I kinda lost interest for a year or so. After that I met a few crewless writers at my school at the time and we started going out. We formed a crew called [...content removed...] and started killing ish all over the Inland Empire. At this time I got into burners heavily and was keeping up with the top writers in the hoods. Also, at this time I honed my tag skills to the utmost and was widely known for having the best signature in the hoods.
We started meeting various writers from everywhere but stayed low-key with them as we were very protective of our identities (as I am now and will never tell a soul) and wouldn’t let anyone know what we really wrote. (What do you write? I write [...content removed...], lets leave it at that. But we sometimes made up fake names to tell people so they would think we were toys.) Unlike other writers we had a different idea behind our reasons. We wrote our names alone, without the crew signature, for somewhat obvious reasons (if you actually have a brain you will know). We would of course go on outings where we would get the crew name up alone so it would get known. Anyways, you get the idea behind us at this time so yea.
Well, now, it’s been about 6 years since I’ve been out bombing with my [...content removed...] homies and I find myself fiening to go out and just straight KIL ish so I just find stuff online to tide me over or find legal spots to hit when I can’t take it anymore.
…when SKUF from NYC said “it’s like a virus, an addiction…” he wasn’t kidding. I absolutely love graffin’. I’m definitely addicted to this form of art. It’s my addiction…my form of expression…my life.
