The weekend, some more from the bottom of the crates, some trains, Chinese, Piranhas and Snakes... Why does it always have to be snakes...?

Raced the clock in Enmore on Saturday with some usual suspects to pump this quick one out in about an hour and a half, classic 'what I had in the boot/could scrounge off the peeps' colour combos, wasn't too bad tho... Got sunburnt in spite of suncream, shirt and hat, fucking sick of summer.



This is an oldie, one of the first Saynt pieces I did, not sure what the background means, another one of those yelly at the telly type days...




Red NYC subway cars getting dumped off a barge to make new reefs...




He's got the whole world in his hands... this is the handywork of one of the most gifted (And reclusive!) writers I know, so dope... Yes its perfect HO scale (For the modellers out there), yes its got full bogies and running lights, yes they come in full four car sets, yes there are ridgys and ghosties on the way, think it's time I got my layout re-assembled... Dope, Dope, Dope!



Stumbled drunkenly along the drain, around the corner and.. voila- Hidden treasure! An authentic ancient Phibs piece, hands up if anyone else remembers the dope Haring-esque heiroglyphs all over the inner west? A good era in sydney graffiti.

Now the nightly random dose, even though I haven't set foot on a board for about 3 years I still love watching surfing footy, and have been researching tidal bores lately... hectic!

Digging in the crates/RIP Sydney spots...

In honour of the miserable wet weather (Wet, but still hot as fuck- I hate summer), I thought we would kick off with a little all weather lad cazza from a sneaky piece in middle of winter 2008, shorts year round, full air soles and lairy yellow nautical get up is what it's all about... This was painted as a quick one to scratch the itch at Guilford, a wall which is sadly no longer there...


Wish there was no 'N; in Newcastle... A love hate style from a trip to Newcastle in 2008... I think I will give the colour combo another shot, it was a nice bit of happenstance as I ran out of some colour or other and what is here is what I could scratch up on the spot, but the connection over the top of the 'N' is a hunk of shit....



This is about 90 minutes of itch scratching at 8am on a Sunday, again at Guilford legal (Bulldozed recently, a result of the combined efforts of fascist local council and shit head kids bombing the neighbours), at this stage the 'Breakdown' caption referred to the breakup I was having at the time which got me in the habit of being out painting on the weekend in the early morning to avoid the house...




Speaking of good little walls done in by deadshit local government and dumb writers, Telopea was another sweet spot to go and rock a piece, which unfortunately I was only able to do twice. This Jamaican fills number with Bonesy was good fun, pretty sure he burnt me hard on this one- Cool RunningS!



I still like to get up and rock a piece on the early, and now the lovely wife is starting to rock a couple of pieces too, this piece has concept credits going to Emz one, nice one!

Odds and ends

Bit of quickness at Westleigh to scratch the itch with badass Bones, that wall is getting way too rough... well and truly gone now, even though its only 38 hours later, peeps were queing up to paint as we left, its a sad city but at least we know the flicks are a rarity....



Which is a shame as I knocked this one out with the wife at the same time on the other side. She is really coming along and is pretty good on the graff concep side of things... Eshay Asslay!



Couple of bits of MDF, box of 'Laks and and some keen local kids= sweet little install-a-wall at Riverwood a couple of months back, best job in the world.


Speaking of cool jobs, this is the brains behind the only school graffiti (actually the name is Street art as it's council bankrolled) class that I know of (And am lucky to be a teacher in). Art teacher, graff fan, street artist, fine artist, this is part of a cool 3d sculpture series exploring suburbia... yes the people are fucking. More info/art at www.shaneforrest.com.


Dug this old one off the phone, with my bro in W.A. showing the west coast slack jawed fucks how its done my lounge room has been short on gas axe action lately, miss the big unit (the guy, not the twin oxy tanks on a trolley), looking forward to him coming back and more plumber humour and ridiculous burnouts...


Ilchay bra, ilchay... When asked what to write in the time out/chill out room the kids at the behavioural school were united by a love of atinlay...

Another semi oldie but a goodie, made the missus some one of a kind custom shirts for Christmas, a chance to flex the rusty illustrator skills and a very cool result. Emz ideas and my bodgy design skills= the good gear.