bad boy

(Crown St, Surry Hills)

Not sure why i like this, because it doesn't do much to distract me from my seeping sanity.

Might be nostalgia for Bad Boy attire paired with Keppers, Nike Air Max boots and other "hip hop fashion for white kids" from the 90s.

i'll make it

This was taken on King St, Newtown near the train station.

I recently took my camera through this "alternative/multi-sexual/artistic" community taking snaps and will have more posted soon.

In the meantime i need to get this hep a+b treated.

"I can't tag and i have nothing interesting to say. I'll probably 'make it' if i draw guerrilla geometry shapes while tugging myself off."

(Crown St, Surry Hills)

Saw this at Smail Ln, Ultimo. Looks like something from The Maxx.

What does it remind you of?

guy on heroin

Snapped on Crown St, Surry Hills on Sunday afternoon.

See your family this xmas.

we're all sinking

I walked up Crown St, Surry Hills last weekend to meet a collective of writers and alcoholics at the Gaslight Inn.

They were from Sink Magazine and had been on a six-hour pub crawl that I was about to step in.

On the way I noticed Sink’s logo painted on this obscure door at the corner of Crown St and Fitzroy Pl.

Maybe the party was behind that door. But, um, i’ll never know because no one was even at the Gaslight when i got there.

slutty hills

This path art was in an obscure alleyway off Crown St, near the corner of Jesmond St. I don’t particularly like it. It has the aesthetic appeal of cured vomit and the poetic meaning of a Shakespearean fart.

But I like the shadow play around the letters and the little 'kiss'. Mwa back at you lover.

Of course it’s difficult for anyone, other than The Acid Midget, to spot this piece during a late night Oxford St drug run.

These prints were found in an alleyway off Lt Riley St, Slutty Hills. The top image looks like Ned Kelly. For the noobs, he was a martyr to hipsters everywhere for his avant-garde 'iron chic' designs.

Beneath this image is everyone’s nightmare – a salesman with a greasy face and a bum chin - with the word `aspire’ inscribed over his neck rolls.

How the artist/s meant for these images to relate is unclear. Maybe it’s commentary on social stratification and its influence on outlaw ideology. Or maybe I’ve had too many beers, and i'm beginning to see ideas beyond the end of my penis shaft.