Goddamn.
This is so fucking ill…
Song + graff + destruction + Paris = epic
That shit cray…
So I have this thing with dead animals. I am completely skeeved out by them. I feel like death will rub off on me. I attribute it to the fact my dad died in our living room when I was young, but who knows.
Regardless, whenever I see a dead animal on the street I have to take a pic.
Interesting…
When I was exchanging emails with ABOVE, I asked him how he would feel if someone took down a piece of his work in the streets to keep. He said essentially that it was meant to be seen, and wouldn’t be cool with people taking his work. On the one hand I respect and understand that, but like Banksy himself talks about at the end of Exit Through the Gift Shop, can you really be mad at someone breaking the rules of a subculture that breaks the rules and in theory has no rules? What about if that art sold for over a half a million?
Reminded me of a trailer for a movie I saw earlier this year:
Ish you’re talking