SANE grew up in the Washington Heights neighborhood of NYC, a veritable pressure cooker of population. Surrounded by the subway graffiti of the day, he and his brother SMITH found inspiration that would take them to the heights of graffiti in New York. Sadly, it wouldn’t be long before SANE, an individual with troubles unknown to anyone, would tragically take his own life. To this day, SMITH continues to keep his brother’s name alive and well, in the streets of New York, and on freight cars rolling all over the US.
I would like to share some examples of SANE’s work, all commemorating Independence Day, and this great nation:
Painted in honor of the many men and women who for years lived in virtual secrecy beneath the city of New York.
“Picture us coolin’ out on the 4th of July, and if you heard we were celebratin’, that’s a worldwide lie!“