I could waste a day finding graffiti
When we are not ourselves creating, we find ourselves searching. Searching for graffiti, both actively and automatically. With every pre-planned trip to abandoned buildings, with every unexpected flicker of colour past the window of a train, we seek.
For looking upon the work of another who might believe the same ethos, might have the same driving force to keep free speech alive on our island, never fails to reassure.
The street is the place in which I feel most at ease. As with the right knowledge of the urban landscape it becomes not the imposing and...
Most of my childhood was spent moving from one Canadian Air Force base to the next, with frequent visits to see my grandmother in my hometown of Kahnawake, located across the river from Montreal. Almost every air base I lived...