Flyers
In 1993 I was in Cali with some of my friends. A guy on the street ran up to us and passed me what I thought was a sticker. It was really bright and colorful and had a cartoon drawing of a clown getting trashed. I turned it over and to my surprise, there was info to a party that was gonna take place. I was blown away when I finally realized it was a flyer for a club event. I had never seen one in full-color before, nor one with artwork outside of graffiti. So I kept the flyer… and as the years came to pass, I was introduced to the ways in which it was made. I told myself that I’d use this platform to paint the streets of Atlanta with color.
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The word is... aint no one dying over spilled ink!
