My nephew Luke, aka Lones, is up visiting from Sydney at the mo'. We been surfing, arting, eating and mulching my fruit trees. Luke's a street artist and enjoys nothing more than a big blank wall, 10 fresh cans of ironlak paint and his own homebrand music beating from his iphone. Looking for waves on the road today he was quick to spot these guys across the field rolling up and setting up for an afternoon of painting. Not just 'writers', but the best in Oz. I've done a small amount of street art, and nothing like this. It was in Brisbane after seeing Wolfmother play. We ended up sleeping on the street that night and in the early hours of the following morning we found a blank power box and made our mark with textas and crayons. I was a street artist for 2 hours (I'm a studio artist. See; garage artist). Next time your heading into the Bay look left and you'll see these finished pieces from 'Next' and 'Sofles'.
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