Updated: Aug 26
“There is a thinking stuff from which all things are made, and which, in its original state, permeates, penetrates, and fills the interspaces of the universe. A thought in this substance produces the thing that is imaged by the thought. A person can form things in his thought, and, by impressing his thought upon formless substance, can cause the thing he thinks about to be created.”
I remember laying in my wonky futon drifting off to sleep as young teenager. I can still see some of those visions in my mind as clearly today as I did back then. Laying there in the dark, dozing off, I’d visualize these amazing living images of what I thought good graffiti to be. What I wasn’t conscious of was the fact that I was building my future. This future I would live out as a graffiti writer in a few short years ahead of that time.
Fast forwarding another decade, it was a crystal-clear summer night. I had already knocked out my piece on this boxcar and had some time to kill while my friends were still working on theirs. I had climbed up on top of this large bundle of 2x4 that stood taller than the boxcar itself. It was late and I was tired. Laying there on top of this stack, high above everything, it felt like being suspended in space. As I stared off into the stars, the memory of a time in the distant past came to mind. With the distant sounds of traffic humming along to the random hisses of spray paint below, I realized that I was living inside of that dream from my past. It was a moment where time felt timeless.
This was the first time I began to be aware that my thinking had a lot to do with the world that I was experiencing. Though it would take much more time and refinement, I would improve this process and continue to do so.
Live from the studio.