This is Reiner, he’s the squatter that let us turn his surroundings into an art gallery over the past few days, that’s how he put it anyway. Went and grabbed him some beers and a heap of food and he couldn’t wipe the smile from his face all day. He’s had a real interesting life, and in a strange way I kind of envied him, he didn’t seem to have a worry in the world, he’s just content and happy, and he has nothing. For the past 40 years he has roamed across Europe, moving from place to place. He told me that he once he was a French and History teacher, but the ‘normal’ existence wasn’t for him, things changed in his life and he turned to an itinerant lifestyle. Meeting Reiner really put things in perspective. Sometimes it’s the most unassuming people that have the most interesting stories to tell. Back tomorrow to add a bit more colour to his walls, thanks Reiner it was a pleasure meeting you.
Commissioned piece that I’ve been working on before I head off, the late Brazilian racing driver Ayrton Senna. Been a while since I’ve done a portrait due to some other stuff that’s been going on but I always enjoy the challenge of getting these right and making someone happy with the finished piece
Perth, even though I want to get the hell out of here every year, you’re not such a bad city after all. Here’s a new mural in East Perth, done with the usual crew Dest and Idol on a sunny weekend in March.
Made it to Berlin, loved this city. Grungy, dark and industrial, would also have to be the Graff capital of the world. Finding a paint shop and a place to paint wasn’t too hard. I’d been told about this abandoned ice factory situated pretty much in the heart of the city, so I had to check it out…Painted a few things and met some VERY interesting people, the kind of people you would only meet on the rooftop of an abandoned building I guess. “Key to the City” is what I named the main piece.
Had a quick paint in a Waterloo tunnel, this is what I came up with. I’m not sure why I painted a bleeding heart exactly, but somewhere i’m my deep subconscious I’m sure there is a reason for it. You can make your own mind up, take from it what you please…
Riding around Gilli Trawangan, a small island off Lombok, I came across some old concrete structures, which looked to be some sort of unfinished housing project, slowly rotting away in the jungle. I thought it’d be a good place to paint.
With no access to spray paint though, I had to improvise. I managed to paint a few things on the abandoned walls with a concoction of sea water, sunscreen and cheap acrylics. Local police caught wind of me being there, luckily they seemed to like what they saw and only issued me with a smile and a hesitant nod of acknowledgement.
A few months back, I was painting a wall in Vic Park, and a lady walking her kids home from school approached me and asked if she could have the same kind of thing, on the side of her house. At first I wasn’t sure if she was serious, thinking that it was a pretty gutsy move. But she took a leap of faith, we met up, came up with a few concepts, and this is what we came up with. Such a nice family, just wanting to bring a bit of life and colour to their street. Had the pleasure of painting this with ArtByDestroy and Idol Motions over the last couple of weekends..
One I’ve been working on lately, inspired by a photo I came across in a Traditional Maori history book, ‘Mau Moko’. I enjoyed painting this one. It’s a combination of oils, aerosols and paint textas on wood.