I dont think you have to be a fat American to have ever found your self indulging in some activity only to have a moment of clarity that leads you to realize you’d rather being doing almost anything else… Generally you feel this way while working or some other form of drudgery, its odd and somewhat jarring when that feeling hits you in the midst of ding what you generally wish you were doing instead of working…Extra medium.
And So it was, i Took the day off from work, Who doesnt love a lil hooky? I drove to CT, to meet the fellas and do a lil wall. I haven’t painted with Ges all year and barely any the year before, both being family men scheduling has been tough.
3a Sketch Ups
By my ‘I&iPhone Digital Computer Multi-tool Device’ it was noon-thirty before sketching started, Great Caesars ghost in the shell, we moving slower then Hell. We had a lot of Poopy diaper stories to catch up on, i guess, and i slowly found my desire to paint anything fading faster then Krylon grape in sun. It wasnt too hot, the last two walls i painted beat this day by 15-20 degrees, we had some breeze too. This was was closer to the crib by an hour then the last few places i painted, so it wasnt the trip time. I had food with me and had eaten before i left the house as well (fat america). Still something was off ALL day… I fully blame Kem5; hes generally the spark that brings action to the dark, and when hes kinda eh-eh about the day, it trickles down like Reaganomicss. 3a is all about Business before pleasure, one of the reasons I have so much respect for these guys is the work ethic they bring to everything they do- I try to just not embarrass them as we go. So I was ready to be at the wall at 9am, but Kem said theyd arrive at 10:30, sheeeit thats like half the day down the tube already, totally out of character. Extra medium in Effect! Generally as a team, even if Kems is half dead from re-arranging his socks and t-shirts, and playing the alphabet game with his wife while via facetime, there is one of us hyped enough to keep everyone else up too, that “i wasn’t gonna jump off that bridge but fuck, if im going to let you be the only one”, type spirit enough to carry the team. UPS/3a is like No gorilla left behind, but for some reason no one picked up that slack,good work JIMBOE!, and we all ( i say we all but i liked everyone else’s joints save mine, I say we to make ME feel better) struggled to get it in above the bar. Up until getting into my car to go home I was ready to blast my piece with a burner chrome simple and call it a day, which is never how I roll, ill fight the wall for days until I win or at least break even; i stand on two feet no in defeat; but today my inner sisyphus was ready to tap out early.
I know you can’t win them all, but it sucks when you don’t even feel like your’e shits competitive….dead last in a two man race is kinda wack!
Rath X Ges X 3A_2011 X Molotow
In the end, im not mad at the wall, but have no recollection of what pulled it together. But when painting you want the dope monkey on your back, the one thats like, ‘keep it cool player you’re in the process of rocking some shit. Take it easy and don’t fuck up this gimme’; never had that for this wall. I want shit to ‘pop off’ or at the very least ‘drop off’, hanging mid stride in limbo is unsatisfying. I strive to be ‘markedly better’ then last time or SOOO much worse people think i fucked around and caught a crack addiction in between walls. I Shot for gorilla status; ended up on some starving midget spider monkey shit. Ugh. I shoulda had a v8.
Did some clean up/ surface prep with some mists of yellow, orange and red beltons. and started to sketch out some letters.
