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Influences from the smallest places to the sides of freights, bumpers barely hanging on over at the underpass, steel painted dumpsters in industrial red and toxic blue worn down to the scratch...

Kings of the wood and fathers that passed. Mayberry, pickles k, Otto f. Outside shooters And floppers and jumpers and leapers and crum tyrants that ruled. Two hand sets and the end of eras to sky jumpers and doctors.

Who had to duck the circle.

Ultra, generals, Julius, wheels de grande, Spielberg lights, the elusive bmx, copper tone, family green machine, dads itch, mysterious older brothers, sisters hot summer friends, loyal pets, the darkness of water underneath, and the splits.

Blues, blues and more blues. Blues oxidized and blues meant for Martha's tight kitchen. Blues on oil drums and falling off cars. Just blues in general. Humor with it all. So serious is the artist and his search for haccolades. why all the pack batting and descriptions of process way, way after the fact? Who said you could talk? Just shut the fuck up and paint. Watching an interview with an artist is just downright painful.  Process is disruptive and ugly at best and I'm lucky if i get one good piece out of the 100 that live underneath. Student of r Cramer the only real teacher I ever had.