WE CAME TO FUCK

It was 2004, I think. I was living directly in a highrise apartment block at Kottbusser Tor. Fun times. one Monday, some posters went up that caught my eye. A1, white with black typeset in impact. It read "WE CAME TO PLAY" and was a poster from Adidas. I found out that some swiss design agency designed them. that pissed me off. Why the fuck wasn't a berlin studio commissioned to do them. But what pissed me off, even more, was that they were simply weak pathetic shitty posters wasting time, energy, ink and trees. The poster just stick up the ass Adidas, not cool like today stuff. I was pissed.

I got to work. Ripped off a poster, copied the type, reworded it a little, hit the copy shop and then cruised around town with a friend and did some urban art remodelling drive-by style. All night long. We pasted the play over with FUCK and covered up the Adidas line with WASTED GERMAN YOUTH. The art student formally known as paul Snowden was reborn as a street artist. Hi, Biatches!.

And since then, I am. It says so on my german Wikipedia page. New Zealand action street artist. Lol. I have no idea who wrote that article and have tried many a time, legally, to get it changed. Whatever. My great grandfather has a statue of him, I have a Wikipedia page. On some level, its kind of the same.