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The ensuing panic sounded like booing.

The unthinkable was happ- ening. Ceausescu stood there on his balcony, ludicrously frozen in uncertainty, his mouth opening and shutting. Even the official camera shook with fright. Then the head of security walked swiftly across the balcony towards him and whispered "they" re getting in". This was the start of the revolution.

Within a week Ceausescu was dead. I was arrest- ed for painting a picture about corruption over a billboard. As a result I spent 40 hours in a cell with the cops talcing the piss and telling me lies, followed by a spell of community service and a hefty fine for which I never got a receipt and no record appeared to be kept. There are no exceptions to the rule that everyone thinks they are an exception to the rules. They say 'Sorry mate, I'm just doing my job' all the fucking time.

And every time some- one says ' If it was down to me it would be ok, but I'm following orders' a little bit inside of you dies. If you say it as often as cops do then there isn't much left. Sometimes I feel like an inside-out policeman. I guess I do believe some people become cops because I they want to make the! But I then some people become vandals because they want I to make the world, a better-looking place.

It was punish- ment for swinging one of my classmates round and round before dropping him onto a concrete floor. The next day I was made to stand in front of the whole school at assembly while the headmaster gave a speech about good and evil before I was sent home in disgrace. The unfortunate part of this story is that I never actually touched the kid.

It was my best friend Jimmy who had put him into casualty. Me and a boy called Martin watched Jimmy grab the kid' s hand and swing him until he was too dizzy to stand up and when he let go the kid just seemed to fly off and land on his head. It wasn' t even malicious, just stupid.

However, Jim was a big chap for his age and could be very persuasive. The only other witness was the kid himself who didn' t regain conciousness for a week.

I tried many times to explain that I hadn' t done it , but the boys stuck to their story. Eventually my mum turned to me and said bitterly that I should have the guts to admit when I was wrong and that it was even more disgusting when I refused to accept what I' d done.

So I shut up after that. The kid sustained a fractured skull and some mental problems. He couldn' t remember how it had happened and he didn' t return to school for a long time. I think I was lucky to learn so young that there' s no such thing as justice and there' s nothing you can do about it. The more useful lesson I learnt was that there' s no point in behaving yourself. You will probably be punished for something you never did anyway. People get it wrong all the time.

Anyone who believes in capital punishment should be shot. I was at home drawing and listening to Radio One late at night when the dj became so annoying I grabbed some paint and drove to the studios on New Cavendish Street". I' d just stuck a stencil of a rat playing on some turn- tables to the side of the building when a riot van pulled round the corner. I started walking off as the van drove past and took the next corner.

I turned back and got my paint out just as the same van pulled up again, having just gone round the block. I straightened up and walked to my car as the cops pulled up very slowly and stopped 20 yards up the road. Eventually my mum turned to me and said bitterly that I should have the guts to admit when I was wrong and that it was even more disgusting when I refused to accept what I' d done.

So I shut up after that.

The kid sustained a fractured skull and some mental problems. He couldn' t remember how it had happened and he didn' t return to school for a long time. I think I was lucky to learn so young that there' s no such thing as justice and there' s nothing you can do about it.

The more useful lesson I learnt was that there' s no point in behaving yourself. You will probably be punished for something you never did anyway. People get it wrong all the time.

Anyone who believes in capital punishment should be shot. I was at home drawing and listening to Radio One late at night when the dj became so annoying I grabbed some paint and drove to the studios on New Cavendish Street". I' d just stuck a stencil of a rat playing on some turn- tables to the side of the building when a riot van pulled round the corner. I started walking off as the van drove past and took the next corner.

I turned back and got my paint out just as the same van pulled up again, having just gone round the block. I straightened up and walked to my car as the cops pulled up very slowly and stopped 20 yards up the road. I' m pretending to check paperwork on the passen- ger seat as the stencil, still taped to the build- ing, flaps in the breeze ten feet away, with a full can of paint sat on the floor in front of it.

I' m sitting there for what feels like a very long time trying to work out if the cops saw the stencil as a big saloon car pulls up behind me and out gets Zoe Ball and her driver.

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He opens her door and she goes into the building. T m still watching the riot van when I notice Zoe Ball' s driver has come over and picked up my can of paint, in- specting it closely.

I turn on my engine as a cop finally gets out of the van and walks over. I hear him say "'Excuse me Sir, can I have a look at that? The driver suddenly looks a bit perturbed.

As I' m pulling out he' s laughing nervously and turning out his pockets. A lot of people never use their initiative , because no-one told them to.

We call it bombing when we go out painting, when of course it' s more like entertaining the troops in a neutral zone, during peacetime in a country without an army.

Why all the bombs? Because it' s healthy to think about bombs all the time, because it' s diffi- cult to get your head round the fact that humans have the hardware available to make their entire species extinct. Nobody talks about it anymore but they say this is why we' ve all become so into money, because at the back of our minds we all know that atomic bombs have taken our future away from us.

A wall is a very big weapon. It' s one of the nastiest things you can hit someone with. As we wa] ked through a tunnel In shoreditch someone aid: "You 're wasting. The letter was I I forged invoice from a mickey mouse Arts org- anisation wishing us luck with the 'Tunnel Vision mural project'. We hung up some decorators signs nicked off a building I i i Le and painted the walls white wearing over- nils.

We got the artwork up in twenty five minutes ni id held an opening party I , i ter that week with beers and some hip hop I nimping out the back of a i ransit van.

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I I I had a pound for every i Lme Lhat happened. N OK PAWT I'm walking home at 7am after a night doing loads of damage when I turned the corner onto my street and see a police car parked directly opposite my house on the garage forecourt.

I look straight ahead and keep walking but just as I get to the gate I see the blue lights start flashing and the siren goes off. When I look kick I see the beaming I ice of a mechanic behind I In- wheel, flashing me a 1 1 lq Jamaican smile as he I hi na the siren on and off cii rii. I stand there as iii. Snap off blades are best. They just take, take, take and they don't put anything back. They're mean and selfish and they make the world and ugly place to be.

We call them advertising agencies and town planners.

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The only problem with graffiti is that there isn't enough of it. Where every street was awash with a million colours and little phrases.

Where standing at a bus stop was never boring. A city that felt like a living breathing thing which belonged to everybody, not just the estate agents and barons of big business.

Imagine a city like this and stop leaning against that wall - it's wet. Graffiti has more chance of meaning something or changing stuff than anything indoors. Graffiti has been used to start revolutions, stop wars, and generally is the voice of people who aren't listened to. Graffiti is one of those few tools you have if you have almost nothing.

And even if you don't come up with a picture to cure world poverty you can make somebody smile while they're having a piss.

It's one of the nastiest things you can hit someone with. They say 'Sorry mate, I'm just doing my job' all the fucking time.

And every time someone says 'if it was down to me it would be ok, but I'm following orders' a little bit inside of you dies. If you say it as often as cops do, then there isn't much left.

We call it bombing when we go out painting, when of course it's more like entertaining the troops in a neutral zone, during peacetime in a country without an army. Why all the bombs?

Because it's healthy to think about bombs all the time, because it's difficult to get your head around the fact that humans have the hardware available to make their entire species extinct.

Nobody talks about it anymore but they say this is why we've all become so into money, because at the back of all our minds we all know that the atomic bombs have taken our future away from us.

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Your mind is working at its best when you're being paranoid. You explore every avenue and possibility of your situation at high speed with total clarity. I'm not interested in looking at things made by people who aren't paranoid, they're not working to their full capacity.

I mean, how much more useful can a painting be than that? But if that's true it's only because graffiti writers are just like everyone else in this fucking country. It takes no money to do it, you don't need an education to understand it and there's no admission fee.

But maybe big brother is watching dutch girly videos on the next screen along. I was arrested for painting a picture about corruption over a billboard. As a result I spent 40 hours in a cell with the cops taking the piss and telling me lies, followed by a spell of community service and a hefty fine for which I never got a receipt and no record appeared to be kept. The more useful lesson I learnt was that there's no point in behaving yourself.

You will probably be punished for something you never did anyway. People get it wrong all the time. I was wondering if you gave a thousand monkeys a thousand stick of dynamite how long would it take for them to make the city a more beautiful looking place. One person to make the art and another person to stop them from destroying it. One person to make the art and another person to come round later from the council and sand-blast it off. But the instinct is still there.

Graffiti has been used to start revolutions, stop wars and generally is the voice of people who aren't listened to. Graffiti is one of the few tools you have if you have almost nothing. This seems difficult for some people to understand - you do not paint graffiti in the vain hope that one day some big fat tory will discover you and put your pictures on his wall.

If you draw on walls in public then you are already operating on a higher level. Each and every one of them a pathetic cry for help.

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They might be right, but I've done gallery shows and, if you've been hitting on people with all sorts of images in all sorts of places, they're a real step backwards, painting the streets means becoming an actual part of the city. It's not a spectator sport.Acting like a sad old drunk if you attract attention. A lot of runners don't even get decent sneakers or clean drinking water. I straightened up and walked to my car as the cops pulled up very slowly and stopped 20 yards up the road.

You explore every avenue and possibility of your situation at high speed with total clar- ity. I don't do that any more. In the meantime we should all go shopping to console ourselves. Some people think you should have better things to think about than trying to think about better things. You, however, are forbidden to touch them. Never in the field of human history has so much been used by so many to say so little.

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