The latest film from quirky Danish director Lars Von Trier, “Melancholia” tells the tale of two sisters as they come to grips with the impending end of days.

Unlike most disaster movies, the film starts off with a bang, showing the explosion bits right at the beginning. Since you are not wondering if the characters are going to make it or not I found myself focusing on their more subtle points. But these are by no means subtle characters. Kirsten Dunst’s character “Justine” is chronically depressed, due to wed her Fiancé, played by Alexander Skarsgård. She sabotages her own wedding and eventually comes to live with her sister Claire, played by Charlotte Gainsbourg, and her amateur astronomer husband and young boy.

Split into two overlapping parts, the film’s slow moving pace draws the viewer into the castle where it is set. Lots of slow beautiful shots highlight both the serenity and loneliness of the place while the tension between the characters brings a sense of hopeless foreboding to the events that are about to happen.
A film that it both sci-fi and drama it is one that will linger in your mind long after you have left the cinema.

After a chance encounter with his cousin, Invader (known for his mosaic recreations of space invader video game characters which can be seen all over the world, including Prague), Thierry makes it his almost obsessional mission to follow and capture some of the world’s major street artists in action. Featuring such heavyweights as Shepard Fairy, Monsieur Andre, Swoon and Neckface, this documentary tracks them around the world as they paint, while looking at the impact of the boom in popularity this movement has recently experienced.

Having shot most of the biggest names Thierry had one major player missing, the elusive and faceless Banksy who’s work has become famous the world over for his political, often tongue-in-cheek stencil graffiti. Once they meet Thierry offers his services as cameraman, assistant and sight locator. It soon becomes clear that with all the hours of footage shot and with little creative direction, this documentary project is going nowhere. So, given directorial rights and with Thierry out creating his own graffiti alter-ego: “Mr Brainwash”. Banksy decides to re-cut the footage, but with the focus not on the artists but on Thierry.

With interesting insights into the world of celebrity and anonymity, Exit Through the Gift Shop is a fun and light hearted romp through a dynamic and sometimes chaotic world in which the boundary between art and advertising is often blurred. Whether or not you like street art and its controversial place amongst our city walls, this documentary covers some important moments in the art form’s evolution and takes its place at the top of a myriad of other street art documentaries.

Exit Through the Gift Shop is now playing at various cinemas, so choose yours.

Kdo nezná Alexandra Hemalu, ať zvedne ruku. Jeden z nejznámějších televizních hlasatelů se narodil roku 1952 a svým působením na obrazovce ovlivnil několik československých a následně českých generací. Chtěli jsme vědět, jaký to je pocit – být živou klasikou české historie. A tak jsme se zeptali.

Byl jste po dlouhou dobu jednou z ústředních postav televizního hlasatelství. Jaké to je být nedílnou součástí nadčasové „české klasiky“?
Vskutku jsem televizní mastodont. Léta běží tak rychle, že ještě před časem jsem měl pocit, když kamkoli jsem do společnosti přišel, že když ne nejmladším, tak tím mladším rozhodně jsem – a najednou už mnohdy bývám tím nejstarším. Pouze nevím, kdy a proč tak rychle se tato změna přihodila. Nicméně v České televizi, kde jsem jako televizní hlasatel pracoval od roku 1973 a jsem zde dodnes, nejsem teď až na výjimky vidět, neb jsem na pozici režiséra denního vysílání. Takto zodpovídám za vysílání určitého programu, za dodržování vysílacích časů, nasazovaní upoutávek a tak dále. Čas od času se ale na obrazovce objevím například jako host v různých pořadech – Všechnopárty, Rodina a já, hudební pořady a další. Také jsem měl tu čest býti jako tanečník ve čtvrté řadě StarDance. Byť jsem se neprotančil daleko, přesto dnes mě lidé zastavují a vidí ve mně spíše tanečníka než hlasatele. Lidská paměť je dosti děravá a těch televizních stanic je v současné době taková spousta, že všechny tváře se skutečně nedají zapamatovat.

Ale bez nadsázky, byl jste lamačem srdcí našich maminek. Jak tato zkušenost ovlivňovala nebo stále ovlivňuje váš každodenní život? Dostával jste například milostné dopisy?
Lamačem dívčích srdcí jsem se nikdy necítil, i když co si budeme povídat, už pan doktor Plzák říkával, že my mužský jsme tvorové ješitní, koho by netěšila přízeň krásných dam. Ale moje drahá manželka je mi už léta dobrou parťačkou a stálou inspirací, není tedy důvodu k něčemu jinému než k nostalgickému ohlédnutí za krásou do ženské postavy zalitou.

Moje generace si vás pamatuje jako televizního kamaráda, který nám po večerníčku dává dobrou noc.
To je vskutku téměř legendární záležitost. Tady mě poznávají staří mladí, že jsem je posílal do postýlek. Někteří do dneška z toho mají traumata. Už několikrát se mi stalo, že jsem byl požádán o vystoupení třeba na večírku u příležitosti jubilea někoho, kdo si mě z těch let pamatuje. Není to tak dlouho, co za mnou přišli chlapci tak kolem čtyřicítky, že jejich kamarád má právě tyto kulatiny, jestli bych mu na video něco nenamluvil, že to pustí před oslavou na plátno. Tak jsem nahrál něco ve smyslu, že jsem rád, že se tak požehnaného věku dožil – že si na něho dobře pamatuji, že už v mladí měl určité problémy s disciplínou, že si na mamince vždy vše vybrečel a že ho vidím jako dnes, jak při Večerníčku trůní na nočníčku. Z piety občas do jeho rodinky nahlédnu a onehdá jsem ho přistihl, jak na večerníčkovu pohádku hledí pootevřenými dveřmi ze záchodu. Prostě jsem to jen tak plácl. A ten oslavenec mě hned po víkendu volal, strašně se smál a jestli opravdu do jejich rodiny koukám, že to tak skutečně dělá.

Co byla nejpříjemnější věc, co jste kdy mohl „zahlásit“ a co byste rád na televizních obrazovkách uvedl nebo sdělil, pokud by byla opět příležitost?
My hlasatelé jsme – na rozdíl od diváků, kteří si pořady dělili na dobré a špatné podle jejich náplně – měli pořady rozděleny na dobré, to byly ty dlouhé, a špatné, tedy ty krátké. Protože v druhém případě člověk musel stále do studia vbíhat, učit se texty nazpaměť a podobně. Kdežto dlouhý pořad rovnalo se oddych. Ale samozřejmě – každý z nás se těšil na službu, když ten večer byla dobrá nabídka, nikomu se nechtělo uvádět s prominutím hovadiny.

Bývaly chvíle, kdy jste cítil, že si musíte nasadit pozitivní masku? Že prostě zrovna nemáte chuť být ten televizní sympaťák?
To už šlo nějak automaticky při průchodu vrátnicí, už se asi sám ten obličej naladil do příslušné fazony.

Vzpomínáte na den, kdy jste se poprvé objevil na obrazovce? A pamatujete si, jaká byla vaše první slova?
První služba byla na Mikuláše roku 1973 a pokud si vzpomínám, byl to přehled odpoledních pořadů. Učil jsem se to týden dopředu, ale všechno se mi pletlo, časy, názvy pořadů, ruce se mi třásly, že jsem nebyl schopen nic ani přečíst. Pan režisér pochopil, že tudy cesta nevede, stáhl mě z obrazu – dal tam titulek „za chvíli další pořad“, vběhl do studia, citlivě mě seřval jakože tady nejsem důležitý já, ale musíme odvysílat Televizní noviny. Tak ať netrudím, přiznám, že jsem blb a všechno z přiloženého taháku přečtu. Byl to takový malý televizní porod. Tenkrát bylo vše naživo, co z člověka vypadlo, už se zpátky vrátit nedalo. Například světla nebyly žádné halogeny jako dnes a ještě než se začalo vysílat, byl člověk orosen jako zelená žabička.

Jak vnímáte roli České televize v minulosti a současnosti?
Tenkrát byla samozřejmě dominantní a málokdo se mohl dívat na něco jiného. S chutí jsem vždy projížděl Plzní a okolím a koukal na ty jejich roztodivné antény natočené na západ. Dnes je televizí, že nevíte, na co se dívat dřív. Ale možná nebudu sám, kdo večer sedí, přepíná půl hodiny a pak znechuceně mrští ovladačem na pohovku a jde si přečíst noviny nebo nějakou dobrou knihu.

Existovaly věci, které jste na obrazovce musel říci, ale dělalo vám to potíže?
To jistě byla celá řada věcí. My ale naštěstí nebyli až tak v hledáčku šéfů, hlídaly se především Televizní noviny, politické pořady, publicistické. My byli trošku na okraji zájmu, díky bohu. Ty tlaky u nás nebyly tak silné.

Mluvíte někdy sám se sebou v zrcadle?
Do zrcadla se dívám pomálu, pořádně jen když se holím a mám novou planžetu. Říkám si, chlapče, neznám tě, ale oholím tě. Ale rozhodně se vzhledem nezatěžuji, liftingy nevyhledávám, jen na příjemnou vodu po holení si potrpím.

Wikipedia says: “Typography is the art and technique of arranging type, type design, and modifying type glyphs. Type glyphs are created and modified using a variety of illustration techniques. The arrangement of type involves the selection of typefaces, point size, line length, leading (line spacing), adjusting the spaces between groups of letters (tracking) and adjusting the space between pairs of letters (kerning).”

Until the digital age typography was a specialized occupation, even royalty had special font designers to work on their brand. Digitization opened up this art to new generations of visual designers and lay users. By breaking fonts down to a few basic elements designers have been able to take simple fonts and customize them to suit their needs. Some web sites offer users customizable fonts, made by taking a photo, via webcam, of a printed out sheet, filled out in the users own handwriting: http://www.fontifier.com/. While other websites can determine through a selection process, which font best describes your personality: http://www.pentagram.com/what-type-are-you/.

Some different font attributes
- Bold – Thicker lines usually used in headlines or emphasizing a particular word
- Italic – slanted version of the font used to denote sarcasm, creative titles and prefixes.
- Sherifs – The little tails on letters.
- CAPSLOCK – I AM YELLING BECAUSE I AM ANGRY OR DON’T KNOW HOW TO WORK A KEYBOARD!!!

A brief look at some popular fonts?
Impact – A very popular font around speaking cats on the internet. It is known to decrease grammatical accuracy.

Bradley Hand ITC – A good font for showing your lightheartedness around the office. Just popped out for lunch? Let your employees know by leaving them a message in this casual font.

Helvetica – The superior designer’s font. Looks like Arial but it isn’t, ok. It’s stylish and, um, um, it’s not Arial!

Courier New – Use this font if you want people to think you are serious when you hand them your new script, or if you want them to think you own a typewriter.

Wingdings – An ancient text with inexplicable origins, first discovered by Microsoft Windows 3.1, it has continued to puzzle linguists to this day.

Times New Roman – The font of serious, sensible discourse, made by someone who has yet to discover the “change font” function.

Jokerman – You see, church newsletters can be fun!

Comic Sans – THERE IS NEVER A REASON TO USE THIS FONT!!!

It’s better to look at the fonts to our magazine. You can find it at the nearest bar or club.

The 20–22nd of August saw the Trafačka and Chemistry galleries (Trafačka – Kurta Konráda 1, Praha 9 and The Chemistry Gallery – U Kanálky 4, Praha 3) play host to the Invaze Festival.

Brainchild of Darina Alister, the festival brought together artists, musicians and curators alike for three days of concerts, workshops, performances and exhibitions.

The First night saw a duel event, with American artist “Chase” exhibiting his latest works at Chemistry. A large crowd turned up and despite a couple of visits from the local constabulary, the event went off without a hitch. Meanwhile over at Trafacka, Michal Škapa aka “Tron” gave a talk on the history of Czech graffiti and DJ Steevie Weenie spun tunes all night long. Both events lasted well into the morning, a promising start to a great weekend.

The next day things began slowly but the bright sun soon burned off the morning haze. Another packed line up was scheduled with live spray painting demonstrations by some of Prague’s finest coinciding with the “Invasive Identity” exhibition, which included finalists of the recent AMU class. This exhibition really showed off the diversity of contemporary art with paintings, objects, video art, performance art and interactive audiovisual installations combining, in the area of two large warehouse spaces, to address the theme of invasion.

For its inaugural year Invasion fest came off with flying colors. I don’t know if there will be another one next year, or even if the building itself will still be standing, but I hope it will. I look forward to its’ future.

What the hell is Sealand? It’s a platform sunk into a sandbar situated 6 miles off the Suffolk coast of England. Built to guard the British river system during WWII it was abandoned by the army in 1956, along with dozens of others along the coastline and left to rot.

Enter Major Paddy Roy Bates
Now referred to by himself and other Sealanders as “Prince Roy”, with his family he squatted on the platform in 1968 hoping to broadcast pirate radio and succeed the platform from the British Commonwealth. The Principality of Sealand now prints its own currency, passports, has its own constitution, national anthem, flag, and claims to be a fully functioning “nation” boasting a citizenship of 27. The country claims also to excel in a variety of sports including: soccer, mini golf and pole dancing (True.)

Over the years Roy and his 27 fellow Sealanders defended their adopted home in vicious battles against British, Dutch and German invaders. But did this burst Prince Roy’s bubble? No-sir-ee. When the British expanded their international waters from 2, to 10 kilometers The Prince expanded Sealand’s zone too. Subsequently Sealand has claimed several square kilometers of England’s south east coast in a lengthy legal battle.

Despite the obvious perks of being an inhabitant of this flourishing nation it is currently up for sale. That’s right, you too can be the prince, the head honcho, the chief or the owner of your very own off-shore principality. Forget pacific islands that will only sink under the rising seas, for the princely sum of 750 000 000 Euro the illustrious principality can be yours today! But let the buyer beware. Like the Hutts in West Australia, Rainbow creek in Victoria or the politically charged gay Coral Sea Islands in Queensland (check out “Micronations” on Wikipedia.org), Sealand, the nation, is struggling; desperately in search of recognition and an accepted place in the world.

For more information you can check out http://www.sealandgov.org

Recently the South African band and Youtube sensation, Die Antwoord (“The Answer” in Afrikaans) played to a packed audience 7th July at Lucerna Music bar. The self proclaimed “Zef” masters put on a late yet energetic live show playing material from their debut album “$o$”.

Zef, a slang term from their home region describes a style unique to South Africa which is both modern and trashy at the same time, glorifying past trends while creating something new in the process. The three piece consists of: Ninja, the lanky tattooed leader of the group, the pint sized mother of his baby: Yo-Landi Vi$$er, and DJHi-Tek whos’ ownership of a PC cemented his spot behind the decks. The show was short, fast and loud, offering various styles with a tongue in cheek attitude that had the crowd loving it.

A typically tight set by DJ Tviks rounded off the night with many staying on well past their Thursday night bed time to enjoy what was honestly a seminal event.

Whether it’s down the road or around the globe, getting there is unavoidable. While we do not condone some of these methods and will not bail you out of goal if you are caught; scamming a free ride is something of an art. Here are some of the best ways to get around on the cheap.

Hitchhiking
Stick out your thumb and wait for someone to pick you up. Hitchhiking can lead to lifelong friendships or road side bloody rape scenes. Be careful to always keep your wits about you and carry something sharp in the need of an emergency. Usually though in Czech Republic you will have no problems and meet some bloody cool people as you thumb around. Travel tips: wash, make a sign and be friendly and agreeable. It helps when someone directs a 4 hour long pro diatribe at you to learn to nod and smile while sleeping.

Work on ship – cruise – container
While this one technically isn’t free since you are working as you go, it is still a pretty good way to get from A to B and with a little bit of cash in your pocket once you get there. Usually ships require you to have some kind of training or experience which in Czech Republic means goofing around in a massive swimming pool for two months before. But of course there are some less scrupulous captains that will let any peg legged, eye patched bozo on board, avoid!

Theft
One sure fire way to avoid having to deal with ticket collectors, hiding in toilets or shipping containers is stealing. Hot wire that Škoda and hoon off into the sunset as the trail of police sirens follows like a bridal gown. Once at your destination be sure to destroy the evidence. The last thing you want after a long journey is some nosey parker coming asking questions, if they do, shoot’em.

Box-car
Back in the day when you mentioned free travel, chances are some hobo would spit on the ground grumble about prohibition and point his bindle in the direction of the train lines. Riding the rails was the standard for free travel back then, but still, fraught with danger – do expect rape, drugging, folk music, and possibly murder.

Crying
When I was going over this list my friend told me I was missing one very important method in the art of free travel. Bursting into a hopeless mess of tears will apparently get you far if you’re a cute little Danish girl. For the rest of you non-prescription glasses wearing, unshaven folk out there maybe there is more chance of tying your nutsack to a kite in a violent storm.

And so, you cheap skates “on the lamb” I wish you bon voyage as you set across this land of possibility in search of whatever the hell you guys search for. There are possibilities galore to those who don’t need to be anywhere soon and these are by no means the limit of how you can get there, but do be sure to remember that along with all the romantic ideals of burning across the countryside with the wind in your hair and a song in our heart there is also the pointless hours standing freezing in the rain waiting for that opportunity to show itself.

You cannot talk about fetish without at least mentioning planet earth’s number one leader on the subject. Japan has it all when it comes to this stuff. When you hear about the suppressed fart sniffing Brits or the pain junky Germans they pale in comparison to the fetish capital of the world.
We have all seen the baby doll culture, the people who marry body pillows and the guys who get together for a game of soggy human. But it is the extreme stuff that keeps Japan at the forefront of the fetish game.
We talked with some of Japan’s weirdest fetishists to try and peer through those epicanthic folds and see what makes them tick. Yakumi Muramasa runs a brothel and production studio in the Yoshiwara district if Tokyo. Moto Watanabe is the doorman / barman / go-to-guy and is the first guy you talk to when you come in. When we arrive he tells us to sit and that Yakumi will be with us shortly. He makes us drinks and shows us a yellowed laminated folder showing all the highlights of the club. Somewhere between the extra large “gaijin” sized beds and something that looked liked someone ordering from a deli in a sauna we asked him about some of the things people ask for when they came to a place like this.

M: We get all kinds, mostly businessmen come to us, but occasionally comes one guy who wants to be treated like a baby. He wears the nappy, sucks the thumb and even poops himself. He has to pay excess to have it cleaned up.

Why are the Japanese so uninhibited with their fetishes?
M: I don’t know. Maybe it has something to do in our history. We have always been warrior culture. The idea of role play and hierarchy is inbuilt to our everyday life. When a man comes to here he doesn’t want to be the boring guy on the subway he is everyday, he wants to be something special, a modification of the mask perhaps.

And the women, how do they deal with always being on call to a guy’s every wish?
M: They like it. You see, in Japan the girls are supposed to be very servile. When a man comes in here the girls know that sex will be something different, maybe she will be in leadership, perhaps she will even do what she wants, but that rarely happens with the pigs we get in here.

That is a bit harsh. They really have no say over what they like to do?
M: Hey! Don’t get me wrong, these aren’t the girls who sit quietly with you at home, the girls we have love sex. If not, they wouldn’t be here.

At this time Yakumi comes over, swiftly tells Moto to fuck off, fills our glasses and asks us what we think of his establishment.

It’s a classy place. How many girls do you have working here?
Y: Between 10 and 15 on any night. For special weekends and holidays we have more girls. It depend when those arseholes have time to spend.

Yeah? You think these people are pretty low, huh?
Y: You should see some of the pigs we get in here, “kusu”. Sexual spastics who can’t get it up unless it is tied up and charged with 1000 volts. We try and keep those men out and stick to the main fetish, like baby doll, bukkake and bondage, but some of these freaks really want some strange things to them. Did Moto tell you about baby man?

Yes.
Y: Well there are more, this one guy who came in every other month and would spend a full weekend tied up. Nobody was allowed to touch or feed him; he would just hang there in the corner all day and night. He would pay a lot of money to do it too.

How much would something like that cost?
Y: Let me tell you, I have this business for 22 years and not once have I had to worry about paying rent or staff. Fetish market is something that will survive the worst of recessions. When people are down they want cheap thrills and this is where they come to escape their shitty worlds. I believe this game is one of the first and will be one of the last.

Do you ever think people go too far with what they want?
Y: We had to turn away one guy recently who wanted to cut himself and bleed on one of the girls, simply for health reasons. She was ok with it but we run a clean business and can’t have the risk of disease any more than we need too. That said, all of our girls are guaranteed clean and the best you will find anywhere in the city.

Léna Virgler is a real firecracker of a personality and it shows throughout her work. Morose scenes mixed with bright pink deer are a reoccurring theme, as is the ghostly self-portrait. When she paints she goes wild, throwing stuff around like a woman possessed, yet on the canvas she has a very delicate stroke, looking almost calculated in design.

I first met Léna at the start of winter at her flat in Prague. She cooked and showed me her paintings. We sat on the couch and she told me about a dream she had a couple of nights before. For about 45 minutes she kept on this surreal tirade mixing in deer stuck in walls, magic shoes a fanatical hotel. It was exhausting but strangely compelling, and in the end when I skipped down the stairs on my way out my mind was swimming, reeling from the first taste of this girl’s unique world.
Recently she held a show at the Cirkus bar in Vrsovice and it was there that I caught up with her about her new work. Continuing from her previous themes she has expanded her medium to include magic markers and coffee. I asked her what the futures of her characters were likely to be.

What’s with the deer?
L: My father built our family house near the forest. We moved there and I spent lot of time in the forest. There were lot of deers, foxes and other animals. And because of this I’ve got really huge inspiration, often I dream about these animals. So they are a part of my childhood, nostalgic.

Will we ever see something of the dog?
L: Yes, I’m going to illustrate a book for kids about Artur (Léna’s dog). I’m really excited about this theme. It will be a short story about his life.

Where do you see yourself in 5 years?
L: Its not the Czech Republic… Maybe space, a forest or another story. It’s in the future where I live now, what will be in 5 years is in the stars… too far away to tell.

Check out Léna’s website: www.lenavirgler.com to see more of her work and find future shows around town. She is also buying a tattoo gun and will start working with that in a month so roll up your sleeves for that one.

Léna Virgler
Cirkus bar
Krymská 18, Praha 10
until 3. 5. 2010

Graffiti can vary from your crude bathroom stall scribble, for a good time contact the intern dept. to the revolutionary scrawling of a young Chairman Mao, look it up, I shit you not. It is everywhere we look in this city and has kind of grown to become a part of it as it snakes its way around the corners and up the signposts into our hearts. Its authors are the disenchanted youth, the fame whore, political activist and the drunken lout and yet it remains one of the simplest and readily available art forms available to us as the general public.
If we have missed any styles or wrongly described any of these sections, please forward your complaints to your nearest blank wall.

Tagging
This is probably the most familiar style you will see. Varying in complexity from some colorful and amazingly detailed designs to the almost illegible scribble whose sole purpose it seems is to cover as much surface as possible. It is the most accessible of graffiti methods as it doesn’t need any extra equipment to do. To see some of the best Prague has to offer go to Tesnov tram stop and check out the legal wall, or head down under Barrandov Most and along the river bank to see how it can be done.

Stenciling
These babies went through a boom in the last 10 years thanks mainly to the British artist, Banksy. But it is really in the late sixties when they first reared their two toned heads. John Fekner is credited with some of the first works in and around New York and later French artist Blek le rat covered Paris in rats showing how one simple cut-out can lead to a movement. Wikipedia says: Stencil graffiti makes use of a paper, cardboard, or other media to create an image or text that is easily reproducible. The desired design is cut out of the selected medium and then the image is transferred to a surface through the use of spray paint or roll-on paint… Fair enough.

Wheatpaste / stickers
Wheatpaste is glue made from flour or some other starchy material. It is cheap durable and easy to apply. Wheatpasting is exactly what you think it is, using this stuff to glue posters to the wall. Famous artists like Sheppard Fairey have used this technique to bomb cities with his mass produced “obey giant” posters and recently his “obama, hope” posters played an unspoken role in that Presidents election. The sticker culture is, like stencils, going through a boom right now. Need I describe them or just tell you to look at the back of any street sign to see what I’m talking about?

Foamies
Foamies are those painted bits of polystyrene stuck to the sides of buildings. Made by carving shapes out of packing foam and covering in a non-corrosive paint, these are light weight, transportable, quick to put up and are fast gaining in popularity. These can sometimes be used in pieces to create more 3D architectural tag designs or characters, while are other times just used as a protruding surface for simpler 2D designs to be painted onto.

Markers
These used to be homemade bits of carpet rolled up in a pipe and filled with ink but have quickly turned into the scourge of every transit official in the world. Since these fuckers got mass produced with their fat tips and indelible ink it seems every Jirka, Lukas and Lubomir is leaving their mark on the city. Recently these were made with a large range of colors but yet I am to see someone use them to their full potential. Keep at it.

Rollers
Ever wondered how someone was able to draw that massive dong 4m off the ground with not a drainpipe of ledge in sight to climb up? Get a long-nap rolling sleeve and an extension pole and wonder no more. The Police on the other hand might not share your same enthusiasm and you might spend a night down on Konviktska ul. with the boys but hey, that roller pole has more than one use.

Scribeing
This is simply when you get some nail, key, knife or any hard object and scratch into glass. Seen here mostly on the windows of metro cars, it is also one of those styles in need of a serious re-vamp before it gets any serious attention from someone other than the local constabulary.

Woodblock
Artwork painted on a small portion of plywood or similar inexpensive material and attached to street sign posts with bolts. Often the bolts are bent at the back to prevent removal, popular in Australia although I haven’t seen that much of it around Prague.

And so… can in hand and with a steaming head of aerosol we wish you illegitimate scribes of our time, with all your infighting and battles on the fore-font of legality, all the best in your quest for territory control or whatever you do. Just keep making us smile on our way to our shitty jobs every morning.