In graffiti crew, we drew pictures on the
wall with spray-can. Each of our canvas was so big, and it was like three
meters by nine meters! Everyday we carried sketchbooks on us and worked on our
plan. Each one of us had his own autograph, and practiced to write it with
spray-can quickly and also beautifully. We could draw anything we wanted in any
size. That was truly amazing and happy moment!
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| I had very good relationship with my parents. Don't worry! |
But wait, graffiti is considered vandalism
and crime! Was it legal? Don’t worry. We drew pictures on the sheets of plywood
and put them on the wall of our school within the period of school festivals.
How healthy and sensible we were!
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| One of my works. Like Harlem, isn't it? |
However, our secret base was not so
healthy. Our room was in the ground level of our school, and inside of our room
there were thousands of colorful drawings written by our great predecessors on
every single wall, and even on the ceiling and floor. It was just like Harlem
in Manhattan! There were many pieces of furniture formerly abandoned in garbage
dumps, and awful smell of mixture of paint thinner and molds filled the air.
The atmosphere was terrible, but I loved that place. Still now, smell of
thinner reminds me of my great memories of high school days.
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