So this is some artwork by Saber. Saber is one of the illest graffiti artists in the world, hands down. My friend Rails left his book behind at my spot in SF. I'm stoked he left it. Graffiti is one of those things most people quickly hate. It's understandable. But for me it got me away from the party scene. Did I already talk about this shit? I don't know, I just lost interest in sitting inside a house on a friday night drinking forties and smoking blunts. I'd much rather be out climbing some fucked up shit over the freeway or hopping on a freight train and rolling down the tracks while drawing on it. Graffiti is a gateway to exploration and fucked up ness. I got into a bad rap with a skate shop I worked at for a long time because I'd give markers to graffiti artists and have them draw in the batbhroom. There was an employee meeting about graff, word is the owner was giving me the bird the whole time during it. I was just trying to instill some life into the place but I guess it wasn't the style they wanted. So be it. Graffiti has its good and bad and from what I've found there are a lot of crazy fuckers who do it. People who I even wouldn't wanna kick it around. Thats why I tend to roll solo a lot. Just still searching for a crew to get down wit. I'm not as obsessive compulsive about graff as I used to be, but shit comes in fits and osmetimes going out bombing or doing a piece is the rush and relief I need. You can end up in jail for this shit, I have. Cops will want to meet you the second you start putting your name up. Fame has its price. But if your smart about it, a secret life of chaos, fun, and adventure will be yours. Not for the faint of heart...

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