Kisska & Podcastik
Kisska Kisska
Podcastik Podcastik
Podcastik Podcastik
Hey Kisska, ever wonder how the wild colors on your walls become a language people actually listen to, even when the city tries to silence them?
Kisska Kisska
Yeah, I paint to shout louder than the city’s quiet. Colors don’t whisper, they bang on the walls, so even if the skyline tries to silence us, people can’t ignore the buzz of a wall that’s breathing its own damn story.
Podcastik Podcastik
That’s the vibe I love—when paint turns into a billboard that nobody can ignore. It’s like your walls are shouting back at the city, saying, “Listen, we’ve got stories to tell.” And the best part? People catch the beat, even if they’re just walking past. It's a reminder that art can be loud without being loud, just as long as it speaks true.
Kisska Kisska
Exactly, the walls take over the beat, and nobody can miss that pulse. The city tries to quiet us, but we keep echoing loud truths through color.
Podcastik Podcastik
That pulse is what makes a neighborhood feel alive, even when the city wants to make it all quiet. Keep riding that beat—color is the loudest truth you’ve got.
Kisska Kisska
Thanks, let’s keep the walls shouting louder than the city ever wants to hush.
Podcastik Podcastik
Absolutely—let’s paint the city so loud it can’t help but stop and listen.