I like to think I have the guts to stand up anonymously in a western democracy and call for things no-one else believes in – like peace and justice and freedom.
A recent survey or North American males found 42% were overweight, 34% were critically obese and 8% ate the survey.
I used to encourage everyone I knew to make art; I don’t do that so much anymore.
I am unable to comment on who may or may not be Banksy, but anyone described as being ‘good at drawing’ doesn’t sound like Banksy to me.
As far as I can tell the only thing worth looking at in most museums of art is all the schoolgirls on daytrips with the art departments.
Remember crime against property is not real crime. People look at an oil painting and admire the use of brushstrokes to convey meaning. People look at a graffiti painting and admire the use of a drainpipe to gain access.
People seem to think if they dress like a revolutionary they don’t actually have to behave like one.
Nothing is black and white, and there is no purity and there is no such thing has justice.
If Michaelangelo or Leonardo Da Vinci were alive today they’d be making Avatar, not painting a chapel.
People who enjoy waving flags don’t deserve to have one.
There’s obviously nothing wrong with selling your art – only an idiot with a trust fund would tell you otherwise. But it’s confusing to know how far you should take it.
When he time comes to leave, just walk away quietly and don’t make any fuss.
One Original Thought is worth 1000 Meaningless Quotes.
If it doesn’t matter, get rid of it. If you can’t get rid of it, it matters.
Fight the fighters, not their wars.
I don’t know why people are so keen to put the details of their private life in public; they forget that invisibility is a superpower.
If at first you don’t succeed, Call an airstrike.
The one thing you can rely on is if you get disturbed halfway through a painting and it looks a bit naff, then someone will preserve that piece, remove it and a few months later it’ll be paraded round Sotheby’s by people wearing white gloves.
I tell myself I use art to promote dissent, but maybe I am just using dissent to promote my art. I plead not guilty to selling out. But I plead it from a bigger house than I used to live in.
I don’t know if street art ever really works indoors. If you domesticate an animal, it goes from being wild and free to sterile, fat and sleepy. So maybe the art should stay outside.
All I know about what people think of my gear is what a couple of my friends tell me, and one of them always wants to borrow money, so I’m not sure how reliable he is.