The Graffiti Gulley
Graffiti art what ever however amateur or professional.
Legal or Illegal, Blind to the naked eye or Bold as can be.
Shaping young minds influencing imaginations, creative forms of expression. Its History through the journey to the present and future. Their is no creation without destruction.
Filmed by Mr. X 05/10/2011
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If i fall in love with a girl like you…
If i allow my heart…
If i allow my soul, my skin, my body.
If I allow you to scar me.
If i allow you to mark me.
If i allow you to love me
Can you promise me everything but thee.
Can you allow me to promise you everything but thee.
I will allow you.
Written by. Kato
Our spark is never not out.
His sent messages, the ones of not knowing of what to say do not exist. He also knows the answers to the questions you haven’t even thought of yet.
You sure you want to end all communication with him?
Un-replied messages we both think of not to write go unasked unanswered somewhere in cyber space.
How will you ever live without each other’s undying love.
Written by. Kato
Spit out.
Let me. Smash something. Break something. Pure bitter. Go behind the back of a man claim to save him from threats he knows nothing of, but only to let him hang in reigns of others without confronting him.
Written by. Kato
Pray me, flora. Lightning bolts.
I’m an ego maniac and I put up a false bravado I’m just not realistic.
They say “never say Never”. But I will never change for anyone but me.
People regularly call upon me for who they try to be, simple truth is they’re horrified by the truth of the man, who understands them all and asks for nothing of them.
Oh how I could be more. She wishes me to be more like her really honestly simply truly if you don’t love the person for who they are you should not be with them.
Call me stubborn, selfishness. Remember that childish old saying sticks and stones…
Well… I’ll be left the one left with the scars. How do you understand me?
Written by. Kato
The Graffiti Gulley.
Photographs by Mr X. 05/10/2011
Completely unedited for your pleasure boys and girls. Appreciate the art form in all its glory from top down. Expressive talented young people who night-crawl your cities to cover the concrete canvases. Wearing a scuffed ruck-sack filled with spray cans and stencils to shape the underworld of the streets of which you walk. Look beneath them and you will find blasts of colour. Huge lettering of all shapes and sizes from bubbling curves to ridged angles. Characters resembling ones sketches from a maths notebook perhaps.
Who you might ask?
Look beyond the scruffy graffiti artist and take a glance through their very own eyes.
