She was young and beautiful standing at a bus stop nose buried in a book, when BRAN rode up on “Da Lexus” as smooth as any pimp could.
His legs were so long that he had to spread them apart so his knees wouldn’t hit the handlebars as he peddled this neon green spray painted ten-speed bike. A bike that actually had the words “Da Lexus” written in black permanent marker across its frame. His sweater and cutoff fatigues he wore were filthy with dirt and paint. His stick straight hair was twisted with bee’s wax into crusty dread locks that hung over his wire framed glasses. I remember looking at this strange event in pure amazement with BZAR URN, the proud owner of “Da Lexus”. It was at that moment that I realized how much heart my good friend had. He seemed to fear nothing. No man, beast or pretty young lady. He strolled in and out of some of the absolute worst areas of New York night after night to write his name on waiting walls. He developed intricate and demented letter styles that he painted effortlessly under pressure. He has constantly Destroyed Your Mind and mine every moment he picked up an indelible marking unit. Simply put, his graffiti is smart, layered; complex and perplexing just like him. Branos is a man filled with detailed knowledge of the wide scope of topics that interest him. He could easily break down the double twisted meanings of verses and lyrics by noted rapper Dr. Octagon and then immediately go into his thoughts and feelings on the works of Frank Lloyd Wright. An architect in his own right, I invite you to take a journey through the world of BRAN US.
photo by Deirdre M. Mahoney (charmante)
PHOTO BY SABETH718
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