Promo shenanigans are afoot!

Getting up to get up… 😴😴😴

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Roadside grafting. Getting up to get up. AM tingz. It’s been different having to be the captain of the ship and navigate this to shore on some guerilla flex. Wheatpaste concoctions at 2AM, mixing flour and boiling water with an attachment to a power drill. Lime bike steeds galloping into the night, leaping over sleeping policemen, beating the open road, quads burning. It’s a good time to be alive. I'm by no means a graffiti artist. But I don’t believe in being dependent on systems or “the machine” to put batteries in the back of the tings I’m tryna put in motion. Sometimes it’s a windup ting, but kinetic energy builds muscle, so the threshold is higher for the next go round, potentially on some other unbeaten path. The more I get up, the higher I climb, and I’m starting to understand why this is an addiction for some people. I have a fear of heights, but the urge for vertical traversal becomes more appealing the more I admire my peers’ work. Slowly and steadily building, becoming bolder. Execution is getting tighter and I’m less afraid of making mistakes. Still, amateurish in keeping my wits about me, but I just trust in destiny, and that until it’s fulfilled there’s something watching out for me. Nighttime manuveurs forreal.

Launch in a few hours, and I can’t say I’m excited. A million and one things to do, this website being one of them. Painting show imminent. Time to show and prove. The elation of a job well done sets me on a tide of euphoria that carries me over the hurdles in front of me. Whatever. Keep my head down and keep grafting.

In a piece you man.

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