like a boss.
Coolest muthafuker ever #YOPO (Youre Only President Once)
(Source: ziprage, via decayingroses)
“The more they told me: you’re a girl, you can’t paint graffiti, you can’t go to subways, because you’re a girl, you’re a mere female; I had to stand up and just shut them up.” —Lady Pink
I can tell a myraid of stories of what I dealt with when I use to be in the graffiti game. The effects of patriarchy hit the scene hard. Like most art forms, your work is always compared to that of your male counterparts. If it’s any good, you better believe that unless you have standard hearts or ultra-feminine attributes in your piece, your work will always be misattributed to a male writer.
I think one of the many reasons I decided to always go oner was that girls that do get any respect from other male writers are always rumored to have slept with half the crew. Never mind her work, if she has the respect of a male writer, she fucked him and his boys. End of story. And that’s bullshit. I get into arguments with men when they say female writers get it easy. Their argument is always that, “No one suspects a girl.” This isn’t true, women with backpacks in between freights are going to be questioned by cops, and you better believe that some of those times the harassment will be sexual. It’s like fuck ‘em, you try being a woman in the middle of the night with heavy bags full of paint. We do the same as them, and just as good.
I said it before and Iwill say it again the next wave of art feminists need to come from the graffiti scene. I WANT TO SEE A MODERN DAY FRIDA KAHLO HOLDING UP A COUPLE MONTANAS!
(via colouredwalls)
