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Monday, 22 November 2010


Sorry i have been deserting (desserting?deserting?who knows) you recently i've been tied up with lots of other things,but i promise you this weekend i'll put up some new posts x

In the mean time heres a picture of me and a big fire :D

Wednesday, 3 November 2010

Huh? Moi

Sorry i haven't posted in a while but been really busy with band rehearsals recently.( http://www.facebook.com/indigoherts )
Will be back to normal after friday :)

Meanwhile here's this weeks Huh?Moi

'Skip,he'd barely been boxing a year and already his name was known by all the underground organisers. But it was hard for us to hear,that this was the night he would take his last breath. The told him it was a muscle enhancer,it wasn't. All you need to know was that it wasn't good stuff,it was the end of skip.'

Any other ideas?

Tuesday, 26 October 2010

Im off

Im off to wales tomorrow,and will be back on sunday,
I'll take loads of pictures and write my next post featuring them when i get back.

See post 'A good night sheep' for previous Wales photos.

Monday, 25 October 2010

Whoever said vandalism was a bad thing?

Wednesday, 20 October 2010


''Geoffrey,or Jeff to his friends was fascinated by this new 'internet' and these new automobiles and even the new talking box. But the camera, well he had no need for a new one, 'it would just be a waste of money' and anyway this one was from his father''

Feel free to comment your suggestions

Sunday, 17 October 2010

No mans land

I took a trip to 'no mans land' with my cousin today,and decided to take my chance at some photos.

“There is pleasure in the pathless woods”

"A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees. "

“Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god”

Wednesday, 13 October 2010

Was looking through some pieces on the internet and found two more sm(ART) examples.

Thought this piece was just such a smart idea had to be posted. To see such a simple place as a nearby river and think to yourself that is an oppurtunity for true art. Admitedly it is just scrawn writing but who's to put a definition on art?

Have to admit it takes a certain level of arrogance balanced with brilliance to pull this off.I'm happy to say this guy had both.

Sunday, 10 October 2010

'SUN' day

Amazing weather here in ST.A
Took the oppurtunity to take some pictures of the weather and of course my cats.

Saturday, 9 October 2010


It's obvious that we are more captured by graffiti that is 'smart'.It has a particular purpose,to prevoke thought, and if it achieves it then wow you are not forgetting that piece for years.
I'm inspired by these types of pieces and am putting in alot of research,thought and just desire to come up with a piece of my own.

Wednesday, 6 October 2010

Huh? Moi

'Giving up wasnt something ryder did easily,but with the way everyone had been treating him recenlty it was too much to handle. He quit,He stopped,He gave up.The worrying thing is,he didn't feel shame or embarrasment.He didn't feel anything.'

Tuesday, 5 October 2010

Being in a band

I wouldn't be lying if i said i love being in my band,we're all close and cliche. However soemtimes it is hard and the work we put in seems to never be enough to get that feeling at the end of the day that you created something truly brilliant.
But after our sunday morning breakfast i couldn't help but feel all that love for my band climb back up.

Weetos,pizza,water and beer

Wednesday, 29 September 2010

Huh? Moi

Make up a caption about this person of whom i've never met,and a photo i never took.

''She didn't give a fuck about anything or anyone ,She was her own women. However when the chance came to show her body along side her attitude,well, she was hardly going to say no.''

Any other ideas?

Sunday, 26 September 2010

Favourite Four

Four of my favourite pictures i've taken recently

Thursday, 23 September 2010

I am the grandson of a sailor

Anchor sketch.

''They threw a rope around yer neck
To watch you dance the jig of death
Then left ya for the starvin' crows
Hoverin' like hungry whores
One flew down plucked out yer eye
The other he had in his sights
Ya snarled at him, said leave me be
I need the bugger so I can see''

Salty Dog

Wednesday, 22 September 2010


Hey girl take this gun,why don't you stick it to my head and have some fun.
Paint the walls red,break my head.
Then act like you don't know im dead.

Tuesday, 21 September 2010

Huh? Moi

Ok so i''ve decided to have a feature for my blog. Every week (probably a sunday) i will find a picture of someone,anyone. Then write a caption about the photo,with a nickname for the person featured.

''The Chief, Once a respected and honourable man in his tribe. But after the death of his wife he became a recluse,unknown by the youth of the tribe and forgotten by the elders. Not that it bothered him,he didn't notice .He didn't care.''

So that was mine,took about 1 minute. Any one else got a caption?

Saturday, 18 September 2010

Paint a train

Sneaking through the tunnels,broke in through the rusty gate up town. Walking together yet we arent speaking,we are to caught up in the moment,the adrenaline. The sound of a rat scurrying over the now quiet tracks. It's enough to halt us both. But there's a light at the end,not a light of hope or life but of a blank canvas.Run. And there they are,3 trains sleeping next to one another,No one else around. We hurry now since the drivers will be back at 4.00 am . Unzip the bag,overflows with cans and caps. Qucik,grab,crack,press,spray,feel.

'Two travel cards'
Waiting,all day spent on that train. Then it flashes by,our now compplete canvas. We arent the only ones looking but we are the only ones that saw it happen. The paint unfold on to the train,and i don't care what any one says, Seeing your work like that is beautiful.

Short story,Murray Gray.

Saturday, 11 September 2010

Skate?Skate Pool

In the 1970's in Venice, California keen surfers reailsed that since the tide,waves and wind were not always 'ideal'. So what to do?give up on your passion,your art?no. Its hard to believe that it was teenagers in the 70's who really brought life to skatboarding. If you can't surf sea waves?skate concrete waves.

By loosing the 'old school' boards trucks you can make the sharpest and smoothest of corners,so thats the board sorted. What about these waves?the smoothest,sharpest,slickest waves? how about an empty swimming pool. The locals were wealthy and pampered,yet during the summers of the 70's were suffering froma drought.So the teens worked out whilst the rich left for a hot summer holiday,their emptied pools were left empty.

The skaters left each evening to find an empty house with a 'bowl' and simply skate the night away. It was social,friends would meet and compare the tricks they'd learnt whilst drinking eating and listening to surf tracks.

Why did we have to move on?

Friday, 3 September 2010

Behind the front II

This piece is painteed on the m25 and was painted in a simple white emultion.
Now this piece was yet another i saw often on the motorway. I would glance at it for just that little longer than eveyrone else.It grabs the attention of the common commuters,a popular target. It is as if all good graffiti artists want to force a realisation on these stereotypical middle class business people.

Now i don't know whether this artist thought of this as just a funny pointless piece, or whether they actually support and promote peace. Personally i hope it is the latter,since the best pieces in my eyes are always provoked by a strong subject that touches the artist.

I guarantee that over half the people that read this piece will think about it later that day,and at least half of them will think about this war ridden world. I am no hippy but this artist ,whether he meant to or not, has done more with a £6.99 tin of plain white paint than any priminster has with millions of pounds and proffessionals supporting them.

For that reason this piece is one of my favourites,and will most likely stick in my mind till im grey and old.

Wednesday, 1 September 2010

Wide spread panic

Countryside (First,switzerland)

Mountains (Jungfrau,switzerland)

Seaside (Hellsmouth,wales)


Picture oppurtunities far from hard to find

It's true they really do wear the bells

A bit of gothic architecture sneaking in

Even found some street art,half way up a mountain

A view worth dying for

Doesn't appreciate it

Tuesday, 24 August 2010


This salt mine facility is near a small Ukrainian village solotvyno, close to the Romanian border. Althoguh salt is no longer mined here,its still far from deserted.

It is now used to treat allergys,Such as asthma.It uses a technique called speleotherapyThis
therapy was discovered in Poland in the 1950s when it was noticed that salt mine workers rarely suffered from tuberculosis.

''Scientists found that the salt-permeated air of the working salt mine helped to dissolve phlegm in the bronchial tubes and also killed the micro-organisms which caused infections''

It can hold up to 200 people at any time. These 'patients' stay over night and usually read,talk or just sleep in the beds provided.

Though it may be helping people it doesnt stop the eeriness creeping through the lit up tunnels that are over 300 metres below ground level. I cant help but compare it to the tunnels of ''The hills have eyes 2''. Personally i'd prefer and inhaler to this 'alternative' method.

Monday, 23 August 2010

Behind the front

Almost everyday you see a piece of graffiti,normaly some pathetic meaningless scrawl on a tube,or scratched into a bus stop window ,with a fiat punto key no doubt, reading 'chad waz ere'. But what about the pieces we see everyday without taking notice,and the story behind them?

This piece was painted on a large fence seperating a field from a nearby wood next to the m40. Unfortunately it has been painted over by some less thought provoking piece ''team supreme''.How ever it used to read ''why do i still do this everyday?'' now to anyone that simply glanced at it they make think it is the writer talking about themselves. However put a bit of thought into the piece ,and its location alike, and you will realise it is about the commuters who pass it almost everyday. The artist is forcing them to think about why they make the journey everyday,why they go to work,is it for the neccesities or simply the wants?perhaps even provoking the business men/women to be jealous of this unknown anarchists freedom.

I saw this piece every time i went to visit my nan,and never truly appreciated it until it was gone. But i continued to turn my head and look through the rear windscreen to read the same text every visit. I guess this unknown artist has a large amount of credit for my interest in graffiti.

Tuesday, 17 August 2010

A good night sheep

“No object is so beautiful that, under certain conditions, it will not look ugly.”

“If you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there.”

Sunday, 18 April 2010


Dash snow was an unbelievably strong influence in my life (I was one of the unfortuanate ones that didn't know about him until after his death). When i explain this to people they often say ''well if you look past the heroin addiction'' but they couldn't be more wrong. Of course im not saying heroin is right but it was a major role in his art and to overlook it would be like deleting half his work. He was born into one of the most impressive families in america, his parents and grandparents all wealthy. His great grandparents were famous french aristocrats who were heirs to fortunes in the form of art work. His mother sent him to a bording school at an early age even after his strong protest. Instead of supporting then son it what he wanted his parents tried to ''tame'' him. He grew what can only be described as a hatred for his mother and ran away at the age of 13 and began living on the streets. He began taking photographs at a simlar time because they were a ''record of places he might not remember the next day'' .