I was making some masks and a small foam cog when one of my favorite New York street artists, Ellis G dropped by and we got to painting. Later he drove me home and he was jonesing for a cigarette, so he would pull up to various bars in B.Burgh and ask to buy a cigarette in a very convincing Russian accent. People took pitty on the poor immigrant and we rode off into the night laughing as the smoke poured out the window into the frosty brooklyn night.
Oh and he went at the throne chair that Poster Boy and I many years back. Viva the shadow king!