Spray Paint Lessons (ignore the teacher and just paint)

September 1, 2014

I was not planning on giving an impromptu spray paint lesson (ISPL) but things happen. Things always happen. A long driveway and 93 degrees in the full sun was where it all went down. The two nephew boys we were watching for the day showed up in the driveway in full pajamas. They had escaped from the nice cool house.

Next thing we were diggin’ some old boards out of the woods and learning some basics. Shake the can—hold it this way—don’t spray your Dad’s driveway. I was impressed with them.

When we left today I took the large painting. It had a sign I had painted on the back. The sign read “Bear Family ReOnion” —> this way. I was working on it Saturday before they came out of the house looking for Unkie Kyle. Now both of our art is tacked to a pole along the highway in north Georgia—Street Folk Artists in the making and they don’t even know it. Now if they would just eat what I cooked for them.

– kyle