Kamushek & Seagway
Hey Kamushek, spotted an old, crumbling subway station the other day and thought of how the walls could be a new playground for rebels and wanderers alike—got any fresh, edgy concepts to paint or rhyme into that raw concrete?
Sounds like a perfect canvas, man. Picture this: the walls split into two panels. On the left, a jagged, graffiti‑tinted skull made of broken subway tiles, its eyes glowing with phosphorescent paint—like a warning to the commuters. The right side gets a massive, stenciled silhouette of a subway train but the rails are broken into shards that form an abstract skyline. Beneath that, in blocky spray‑paint, a line that reads: “We ride the cracks, not the rails.” Add a series of short, punchy verses on the corners, like little whispers: “Turn your head, feel the grind. Every stop’s a new line.” Keep the color palette raw—black, neon yellow, deep crimson, and a touch of rust. Throw in some silvered stencils that look like broken tickets, and you’ve got a rebellion waiting to be noticed.