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Another Day in Dego

I was lucky to spend some time with my friend Fingazz who was doing a fashion-shoot and then went to a BBQ in a park with my homie Dub.

I had way too much fun

Krs

Don’t Trip tour 2008

Fingadelic Fingazz and his family and crew streetlight productions came to Japan for a tour in 2008. I followed them in Chiba and Chigasaki.

Krs

Head-Hunted

Did I say I go everywhere on a skateboard?

2 days ago I was going along a river in the outskirts of Tokyo when I feel someone looking at me. I see a short stocky guy in a down parka and he is asking me “Where I am from” ( I always wear head-phones to block the noise)

I can’t place the guy though…he is not Japanese but yet he kind of is…So I say Swedish as I pass him and curtly reply “And You”?

Hawaiaan he says,

I am intrigued since I like surfing and really like the Hawaiian mentality to life.

- Yeah, I work in Security…

Is that so?

- Yes, at the European Union – But I am not really supposed to talk about it.

Uh huh (The first rule of Fight Club is?)

-Yeah, we are a Special International Security Team

You don’t say

-That’s right, we have a Turkish Boss and there is me, a Nigerian, 2 Black Americans, 2 Japanese and a French guy, but he gets kind of paranoid.

Sounds like an interesting group of people

-Everyone speaks like 4-5 languages and have good training you know…

Wow, I speak about the same…

-Really, you should join us you know! -Everyone is really nice, except for the French guy, he gets kind of paranoid. I guess it goes with the territory…

Lets go surfing together one of these days instead!

I gave him my card and told him to e-mail me.

What pissed me off the most was that a team of crack killers where on the loose in my city recruiting on the streets.

Kickin up a fuss
Krs

With a stick!

It was a grey afternoon in the Northern outskirts of Tokyo and I was on my way to the train station to get back into the center.

As ususal I was riding my board and even though it was a big crossing the sight was good and the light was green so I simply pushed through.

I suddenly see something out of the corner of my left eye.

It is a guy in blue frantically waving at me.

I ignore him and focus on staying in tune with the traffic so as not to get mauled by one of the big trucks.

As I get closer I realise it is a local cop.

He is now shouting at me to stop and I am gradually slowing down as I pass him.

As I do he suddenly whacks my ass with his stick.

And that’s when I lost it!

I pulled over in a second, picked up my skateboard and shouted to him in Japanese:

- What the fuck do you think you are doing??

- Don’t you know I can really hurt myself should I fall at this speed!

- “But skateboarding is not allowed”

- Sure it isn’t, but that doesn’t give you the fucking right to hit me!

- You want to fine me, fine me

- Just don’t fucking hit me.

At this point he looked at me sheepishly and told me in bad English that he was sorry.

As soon as I heard this I said I was sorry as well and let’s agree to both be sorry and not do it again.

Mission accomplished

Krs over and out

2 Video Cameras and a BMX

Jesse Puentes is a great BMX rider. He taught me how to make money from performance and for that I will always be grateful. But being a free spirit you might say he is a bit unreliable.

He had brought his friend with him to Tokyo for a BMX competition in Jan 2010 but he couldn’t stop about how difficult this guy was to deal with…

As it turns out Jesse had given this guy my number and about 2am one night when I had definately had my fill he called me up. We were all in a club anyways so I said come in.

The night turned into morning and I forgot the whole thing…

Until the telephone rang again that is.

As it turns out this guy was holed up in a Tokyo hotel and was stressing himself out going completely crazy. He asked me to come visit him because he had something for me.

Being the person that I am, I entered the hotel carefully and called him from the floor lobby. I also made him enter the room first and left the door open and to my back.

Then I surveyed his “work”

He had managed to totally cover the floor in garbage of all sorts, from rubber pads to just newspaper sheets. These would all get thrown around as he continously barraged his way through his room.

I talked to him and try to calm him down. Then we went for coffee and I think he managed to get a few things off his chest. At least enough to get him on a plane home…

As it turned out he had just thrown all his rubbish in a box and left that along with some moving blankets and this mini-bmx with the customer-service desk at the hotel.

They told him they would only keep it for a month and one day I get a mail from him saying can I pick it up?

My anwswer was
-I will trade you for a painting.

His idea was that I stash some of the stuff (he had left 2 video cameras in there) and his idea was that i stash these and keep the rest.

My idea was all or nothing.

So here I am today with 2 Video Cameras and a BMX

Thanks dude!

Hope you feel you got something out of it as well!

Krs

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The Recruiting Seminar

I remember it was in my fourth year at University. I was not really planning on staying in London but I thought it sounded interesting.

The main reason being that it was held by the Foreign Office…

So I went and sat down with another 200 students to listen to what the suited people had to speak about.

It started very nice with a clear and consice explanation of the recruiting procedure.( You know where they check your background to make sure you’re not a poof or anything)

Continued with the “Excellent Career Opportunities” Speech…

And got right down to Business

-”We need people who speak the following languages”

- “Farsi, Arabic, Paschtung”

Really, why is that?

- “Well perhaps you read the news”

Wait for it…

- “Recent times are troublesome”

Here it comes…

- “So we need people who can interrogate prisoners at Guantanamo Bay”

Uh, Hu

Now you see the only trouble with this is that when you train people in culture and language they start identifying with the “Enemy”. Now they do not want to subjugate them anymore.

Hence maybe you can imaginge the uproar against these finely clad gentlemen that the hippie students of SOAS caused on this fine Thursday morning.

Krs

No More Crying

When I was about 5 years old I saw this little dog standing tied up in the rain waiting for its owner to come back for him…

It sent my into complete spastics and just would not stop crying. I would stop for a minute or so and then would remember the dog again and it would start all over…

After this experience I would burst into tears for no particular reason all the time. If someone was being bullied either outside or on TV, if I read a book, anything really.

At some point, I think it was when I started school I realised that not everyone was like this and that if I kept on acting like this I would be shunned by my peers. So I started my training.

Being a child I associated crying with pain. I could at the time not distinguish between physical pain and emotional pain because they felt pretty much the same to me. So I came up with this brilliant idea of steeling myself against pain…

What I did is that I would stand in the shower in the morning. As I got used to the temperature of the water I would slowly turn up the heat. I would then steel myself and tell myself that I could handle the pain without crying…

It seems really silly now but at the time it was the only thing I could think of. The thing is that I know it worked…I had many many problems dealing with the enormous emotional pains I felt and still feel but now I rarely ever cry about it…

Krs

Yggdrasil

Yggdrasil

Yggdrasilは世界を繋げている知恵の木です。全ての質問に対する答えを持っているからこそ根が深くて地球になくてはならない存在です。デジタル作品の中で私は一番誇りに思っている絵です。

Yggdrasil connects the world through knowledge. Its roots go deep and it holds the answer to all questions in the world. I believe that this is my finest digital work so far

Krs

Da Boss

ボッス

Bossにもボスがいるよ。で何か自分のボスに会いに行くのってこんな感じしません?結果にしか興味がなくて冷静に物事を判断するタイプなんだよな。Bossもボッスで大変だと思います

Even the Boss has a Boss. I tried to generalize the feeling that I get from “going to see the boss” in this painting.

I guess being the boss isn’t that easy either…..

Krs

The Great Escape

脱出

嫌な状況に追い込まれた自分がその刑務所から脱出できた時の絵です。逃げ道を見つけたからこそガードでも誰でも止めることが出来ない。

The Great Escape is when you finally get out of a tricky situation. Since you have found the right route no one can stop you.

Krs

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