A few years ago, my best friend introduced me to an artist with this image…
He is amazing. He is infamously secretive. [many still don’t know his identity.] He is brave. He is controversial. He is shocking. He is inspiring.
Last week, whilst in Texas, I got to see this film:
[one of the many perks i love/miss about austin.]
I haven’t stopped thinking about the film. Thinking about Banksy. I had a dream that I just called him to talk… and ask heaps of questions. Weird.
Anyway, it’s just one of those films you didn’t expect to affect you… and it did.
It makes me want to make certain things in my life surprisingly unimportant. And other surprising things: important.
Just thought I’d share.
If you get the chance, I highly recommend seeing it: