moving on

Ello Ello Tumblr
 Apprently it's easier and "better"
If you care, check it out.
where I'll be kicking it from now on.

www.doubleone.tumblr.com

sneakers keep sneak~
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design it!

Midnight Burners
 So after a dozen cans of pepsi, three plates of nachos and a shit load of ice cream
I was able to create this!
A t-shirt design for THIS LIFE.
I'm really feeling this piece, it makes my spine tingle.
Best keep your eyes out for when these get made!
They'll be going like hotcakes!

www.thslfe.com

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blast from the past

Remember Me? 
Just got sent this.
Looks pretty good.
Now i gotta get me one!

check the boys out:
facebook
myspace
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photo by some dude

procrastinasalliance

I Think It Just Rained... 
Rained?
Is that even a word?
Sounds stupid.
I have all these ideas locked away in this treasure chest in my head.
I unlock them at night while I'm in bed and they keep me up.When i want to unleash during the day they are like vampires
and they shy away from the light.It's like dealing with stubborn children.
All in all I'm not doing as much art as I'd like to.
I'm currently working on a t-shirt design for This Life at the ironing board.
More on that in the near future : )
I also found a house that was in need of some renovations.
When i'm not drawing and I'm making food, i tend to take photos.

Food + Eleven = Photos
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"In time we trust, to light our way.
To a place where we may stay."
In crime we trust, to light our way.
To a place where we may play."

Q&A

This Is Eleven's Life
 On a strange, ethereal midnight, whilst the mist settled on the frosty road,
I was approached by a cloaked figure.
He did not reveal his face, and spoke in riddles
.I fled the mysterious man but could not escape his voice;
It echoed in the valleys of my mind like undying ghosts.I had no choice but to accept his offer of interrogation.
The sweat dripped from my nose and my hands could not stop shaking.
I could feel the fear creeping up my back, mocking my naivety.
The cloaked man spoke only with purpose.
He only changed his course of speech to reveal, that his name was...

THIS LIFE

Besides the elaborate tale i just spat out,
I got interviewed by THIS LIFE.
Easily one of the greatest guys i know.
You can check out the fun-filled interview here suckaz~

http://thslfe.com/elevenco
and don't forget to check out the rest of the blog,
because i know i may be boring, but the rest of the blog is so much better.
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chillin'

Tuesdays
 Possibly my favorite day.
Good things always seem to happen.
Whether it be big things, or small things.
Lately the weather has been very favorable and I've been getting out a lot more.
Instead of hibernating and arting in doors.
The walks home are always the best.
The sunset always tells me that I've have a good day.

regardless~
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viedo woo

So I Am
 What started as a comment from a friend,
"Then why do you do it?"
has turned into a video art piece.
Trying to figure it out myself, i try to work out
why they do what they do.
Why do i do what i do?
New media is always a hassle
and there was a lot of problems, but through my frustration
and anger comes somehting I'm proud with.
Done over three days, in different weather and different clothes,
Ink + Spray Paint + Acrylic + Water?
I present to you...

"So I Am"

"So I Am" explores the criminal act of graffiti.
The video dives into the mind of a "vandal" and tries to
unravel and break the common perception of the public.
The vandal shown is represented as any other criminal.
We watch as the vandal struggles to hold dominance
over a particular surface, being "buffed" over, representing
the governments constant control over the subculture.
This progresses in anger and frustration which is when the vandal's conscience
comes in, in the form of calligraphy.
The two debate over the issue, borrowing verses from Dhammapada,
the sayings of Buddha, the conscience dives into a philosophical view on the issue.
The vandal comes to a realisation, but this is never resolved
as the buffing takes over the entire piece.
An honest peak into a way of life that is often overlooked and disregarded,
even though it surrounds us.
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So I Am from Eleven on Vimeo.

splashin

This Is How We Do

Another late night in the studio.
Some interesting things going on here lately.
I was lucky enough to grab some shots of
a strange and interesting process.

"PVA ey?"
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oh i get it now

Savage Sixteen
 The reson i havn't been posting up a lot of work is due to this.
This beast of a work.
This laborious entity.
This body of torture.

"Savage Sixteen"
A1size
Markers

I'll get round to taking a better photo
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paint

I Love Paint
Me and colour have a long track record for not getting along.
Today however, i guess one of use decided to turn over a new leaf.
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WREKS

Ink + Gouche + Markers

night out

Assistants For A Day
Headed over to the Everfresh Book launch.
Shit was off the hook.
Loud music.
Weird, fucking sick dancing.
Drinks.
Food.
People.
Everfresh.
Shit don't get better than that.

Got to chill with Ben from This Life.
Hands down, mad dogg.
Check out his web blog here:
http://thslfe.com/

Top shit.

Not to mention i got my fucking book
SCORE
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for you entertainment

Clash Of The Tight Arses
Somehow found myself in a battle today.
10 minutes.
Any tools and instruments.
ANGEL.
It was obvious the old school guru was going to win.
We never stood a chance.
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mine

obvious winner