THE ZANZIBAR RED COLOBUS...

I’ve been extremely blessed to be staying at a friend of mines fantastic guesthouse whilst in Johannesburg aka Jozi and they also found me a pretty damn fine wall to paint.

It was a late start on the wall, after an afternoon of running around fabric shops in the city collecting some new fabric snapshots. By around 2pm I started laying down the foundations of the painting.

A Zanzibar red colobus, (procolobus kirkii) have been registered as endangered for 26 years, since 1986. They are rapidly declining in numbers and it’s not the only colobus suffering from the same sad plight. This species is endemic to Zanzibar Island where it occurs at elevations of 0-110 m. They may once have lived on the mainland, but are completely extirpated there now. Red Zanzibars are now found mainly in the South Eastern part of the island in Jozani-Chwaka Bay National Park. In 1974 approximately 14 animals were introduced to Ngezi Forest Reserve, Pemba Island, where the species is believed to persist in small numbers but has never managed to sustain itself successfully to rebuild numbers.

Today’s population is estimated at 2,000 individuals but is decreasing rapidly mainly due to deforestation but occasionally as a result of hunting, sport and supposed pest control.

By the time it got dark, I was only half finished the wall so returned the following day to continue and decided that I wanted to introduce a second endangered guy to the wall; an Amatola Malachite or Basking Malachite. These insects are also decreasing rather rapidly, with no more than 1000 adults left. Unfortunately when the farmed cattle arrive at the river banks, they trample these little guys to death and they only live in a few sites, ten sites has recently decreased to two and the future of these beautiful insects is unknown.

lots of love to the elfin for continuously fixing my scrawls and making them legible...
im off to safari today so the next blog is all about what i find...iv been waiting to go on safari since i was about seven years old...bittttttt excited....

one love

 MASAI IN SOUTH AFRICA ... AN ENDANGERED PROJECT

The art of being creative and creating art itself is something that has always been a part of my life since I was a kid, in fact it’s more or less the only thing I have ever felt I could do with real confidence. I began working with spray cans three years ago as I believe in constantly challenging myself as much as possible, however the constant bombardment of Internet street art viewing has left me feeling exhausted by something I truly love. It is this weariness which lead me to realise that if I’m going to continue painting on the streets and be a part of this cyber viewing craze, then I need a message and purpose behind what I’m doing. Although one of the most inspiring things that has come from this new age of accessible Internet art, is seeing that artists are now traveling the world painting walls from one land to the next, spreading their voice. Last year I spent time in Jamaica and this year I’m in South Africa, where half of my Dad’s side of the family live. With the desire to paint for purpose, I have embarked on a new painting project to highlight the plight of endangered animals, which, whilst it is difficult to be precise as many species die out without even being discovered, is a problem which continues to get worse.

Wednesday 20th February

I arrived in Capetown and sat down to indulge in peaches and juice with Indigo and her friend Raphael, at my adopted apartment for the month. By mid-afternoon on Thursday I had bought around 50 cans of paint and set to work planning my train journey up to Johannesburg. That evening I found myself in Woodstock for an art talk with Remed and Freddy Sam, which left me feeling even more amped for painting, not only during this trip but on walls around the world.

The Train to Johannesburg: Two Hours Down, 24 to Go

I’ve always wanted to take a long train journey, I’ve been on a fair few long bus journeys through South America but never a 26 hour train ride and the prospect is exciting. A few people tried to persuade me to take a flight but I won’t be told, I know when I need to tread a path, there’s an eternal passing landscape and for me, that’s the beauty of a train, the track always runs through the wilderness. Two hours in and I don’t know for sure but it seems that apart from some obvious heavy drinkers, I’m among a safe crowd. The sleeper cabins which are suggested for tourists were all full, so I’m in Third Class where all the action happens. I’m among clicks of Afrikaans and women singing, im quietly beaming.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          

Six Hours in a Tin Can

Blazing sun, tensions are rising, there’s now a genuine and palpable discomfort amongst some of the passengers. Is it the heat, is it the alcohol or is it just who they are? The afternoon sun draws to an end and I know it will start cooling down again soon, but not for a while. It’s time to listen to some music. Cigarette smoke fills my nostrils and burns my eyes. I can’t keep my eyes open longer than an hour, can’t keep them closed half of that. I’m learning my levels of tolerance.

24 Hours

I feel like I’m in a moving prison, my eyes are so heavy with sleep deprivation, my bowels expanded with no relief. Rumour has it we are sentenced to a two hour delay. The night got rowdy, people fought, young men prowled the train corridors looking for a pickup, everyone is drinking the boredom away. The morning is much quieter, we all shuffle on our seats looking for the next least uncomfortable position.

30 Hours Later

I’m here, I’m actually pulling into Johannesburg. Now can I go and paint please?

many thanks to ro elfberg for grammerising my punk ass

MEETING OF STYLES...2011...LONDON

meeting of styles is one of those events that if you follow graffiti at all, in any way, you know about meeting of styles...the event travels around the world and is hosted by different presenters in each country...london is hosted by end of the line....probs....

http://meetingofstyles.co.uk/category/blog/

living in cornwall always made the journey up to london a bit of a mission, untill last year i had never attended...and i was blowwwwwn away...the showcase was incredible bom-k and his crew leading the way...since which i have set myself a goal to paint alongside these giants of the spraycan world....

photo nabbed from  http://ridicalous.tumblr.com

i emailed the organisers and was replied by interets in finding me a spot to paint..i was so excited and slightly nervous to say the least...then the riots kicked off and the event got resheduled..and that was the last i heard from the organisers...i emailed several times and used my contacts to poke the reply...eventually i got an email back from matilda, she had me a space...yesssss...back on track...

i was given this block which actually fitted the design prey well...false and linda turned up and we found them a spot on the other sides of the cube...so it kinda ended up being a crew paint...

although this looks staged it wasnt..i found it online..nice shot...thanks mc tunshie

ive been wanting to get to grips with the fabric patterns in my paintings and i think that this is a starting point in the right direction...

im happy with what turned out in the end and i managed to get it all done before it got dark..even better...below is some close ups of the finished painting...

so happy with the pencil...

one of the hardest part of the painting was making the eyes, springbok have got really long black eyelashes and really big dark eyes...all on a black background, bollocks...think i managed to pull it off, just about...and the photos dont really show how it looked in the end...

lola had more photos taken i think this weekend than the artists painting, as per usual then...thanks mc tunchie for the photos 

after an event one of the first things we seem to do is get home and browse for photos..its not like i ever remember to take photos whilst im painting and if lindas painting too.... yeah... there aint no photos so thanks to this person for these amazing night shots..love em..thanks advers media...

linda went back on sunday to finish of her paint...nice end result...especially since she wasnt expecting to paint..nice one letty for getting her to spray...

nice up that man false...using the corner nicely there....

most of the photos below are quite abstract shots im more interested in documenting my favourite bits of a final piece...for full shots follow the link here to the flickr for the event and ull find tones of cool shots...

http://www.flickr.com/groups/meetingofstyleslondon2011

so..... signed and sealed with the approval shot from lola...check out my website for more info on other work...from there u can join my facebook, twitter etc...

www.louismasaimicel.com