Home for the holidays in California. Traveling is so much different when you have a child. It is so hard to squeeze in creative time, social time, down time, but it is all worth it. I really miss California for obvious reasons as well as personal reasons but I also like being away in my fortress of solitude, Washington.
I got to do a mural on a pretty big wall. Hadn’t used cans in awhile so it was equally fun and frustrating. I have learned recently that many people claim a background in graffiti when really they have none. Why? It can only hurt you. My experience with graffiti is very simple, I have done many murals with cans but never got with a crew. That is something I regret sometimes because I was offered introduction into crews that would have made me a much better all around artist. I felt I didn’t want to go down a traditional graffiti path and since I had no idea that graffiti would be the hipster wet dream that it is today I began to only implement cans (Spray-paint) as a tool to do my paintings larger. This is in essence graffiti but I cannot claim the title of “Graffiti Artist” and neither should anyone who hasn’t paid their dues. It’s a real deal respectable art. “Street Art” is a whole other mess.
I had a good trip and by accident learned a lot about art. What some people want from it, why they do it, and most of all how pricing is never fair. No big revelations. I miss my beautiful Torrance and didn’t get to see even a quarter of the people I intended on seeing. Next time Los Angeles.