I was raised in Watts Ca. at the age of 6, my father encouraged me to write my name on a wall in downtown L.A. with a red spray can illegally and that would be my first encounter with graffiti. All throughout elementary I would write on stuff, it wasn’t until 1992 that I really got into writing. Even though I had relatives excelling in the graff scene I knew it was wrong, but something about the lifestyle was attractive. The thought of being unique appealed to my rebellious nature. I didn’t do my first piece until ‘95 due to the criticism I would receive for not “coming correct”. It was from this moment on my acceptance in graffiti was all that mattered and thus began my downward spiral. I began to achieve acceptance in the social aspect of graffiti and the dangerous hazards began to consume my life, creating emptiness. The only thing that seemed to fill this was to paint more graffiti and hang out with my crew. Over time, that would eventually fall apart as people grew up and friends grew apart. Once again I felt alone so I began to search for other ways to fill that void, alcohol now was my addiction and little by little I painted less. I felt I had peaked as a graffiti artist and decided to hang it up around 2001 and focus on “growing up”. Around 2003 I came out of retirement to paint a wall with my brother it was during this time that I met Joshua although he was Christian, he was still into graff and hip hop and I thought to myself “that Is weird”, the more I started to be around him the more I felt a calling. He invited me to a couple events but I always declined, but whenever I went painting he would always come along. I felt it was through this action that he really ministered to me, I began doing events with him but was still walking the fence, but God would eventually intervene and it was through this intervention I would eventually surrender to the Lord. I began attending Calvary Chapel Signal Hill soon after my encounter with the living God, and the void I had felt my whole life had been filled and my callused heart has been transformed into a heart of flesh, my spiritual side was awakened and my spiritual eyes were opened, I no longer desire the things of the world as I have come to the knowledge of the truth. Those who lose their life, for His sake will find it. He who gives away what he cannot keep for something he cannot lose is wise and now, I have a new found hunger and a desire to serve. I am heavily involved with the children’s ministry and plan events with my church, although graffiti is still part of my life it no longer is my life.