My role in society, or any artist's or poet's role, is to try and express what we all feel. Not to tell people how to feel. Not as a preacher, not as a leader, but as a reflection of us all.

needed shines!

For those who oppose!

There's places where a secure fence will work, and that strategic type fencing will work. But the idea that people can easily just stand up and say 'let's just build a fence' and be done with it and wipe our hands, and it's going to secure the border, that's not reality.

Kids searching for the sake of searching

Let it all hang out!

We all love free shit

There are very few physical boundaries in life yet we choose to create mental ones...

adidas exhibition

 

 If your a sneaker head this exhibition at Hoxton gallery is definitely worth checking out there is only a few days left so head down there quick it ends 27th of this month.

http://www.hoxtongallery.com/

Struggling is hard because you never know what's at the end of the tunnel.

untouched spot...one layer of emulsion will sort that out.

Creative people who can't help but explore other mental territories are at greater risk, just as someone who climbs a mountain is more at risk than someone who just walks along a village lane.

There are no hopeless situations; there are only men who have grown hopeless about them.

Heygate estate

 

 

 

 Some shots of Heygate estate back in 2011 before it was bright and colourful, back when no one was painting it...

 

 

 

 

2013 and the place is now smashed what a beauty!

 

 

 

 

Success comes to a writer as a rule, so gradually that it is always something of a shock to him to look back and realize the heights to which he has climbed.

flickr runners found here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/mkorsakov/

All you need is ignorance and confidence and the success is sure.

If closing his eyes makes the truth dissapear...

The title is a quote from one of the walls inside the building...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 On the way out we stumble upon this guy alone in one of the rooms that leads out of the building. He seemed pretty shocked to see us and picks up a nice sized piece of electrical cable. I question him on what he is doing and who he is with and he doesn't give any straight answers, he then says we shouldn't be there. He seemed real spaced out and tries telling us he is security, this guy? security? NO WAY! No keys, no torch, no uniform, no car, no nothing, I ask him to let us out the gate but surprise surprise he acts as if he didn't even hear me. He follows us out and watches us climb out instead, strange guy!