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.

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.

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.