"How man roads does a man have to walk down," I think Bob Dylan said it best and that question goes through my head every day. Will I chose the right path and become the man that I was meant to be or will I fuck it up? So to find the answers I walk the streets looking for tags or any form of street art. Why do I do these walks you may ask? It's so I can charge up my battery to make art and to grab a piece of graffiti history before it's gone. Tags and graffiti art speak to me just like my friend Art. Art for Anarchists walks the streets just like me and he see's walls just like i do. He see that humanity talks to each other on the walls and he see's the power behind the paint building over time. One tag after another tag, after another tag and so on.Do you see the walls like we do? Do you see the beauty in the tag?