HIMBAD
Himbad studied fine art at St Martin's. Frustrated by art taught by curriculum and marked by guide, he took his vision to the streets.
He has painted with spray cans and with brushes on the end of impossibly long poles, on buildings in outlying and sometimes dangerous places: from Balata refugee camp in Palestine to New York, Miami, Los Angeles, Ibiza, Berlin, London, Warsaw, the Middle East, Beijing, Shanghai, Chiang Mai, Bangkok and skyscrapers in Tokyo.
The side of a wagon, the tail of a train, a recurring cat on the corner of a wayward street: each piece of street art makes an exhibition of its location. That act is, in some ways, a profoundly inclusive one.
Statement
The street artist is no less than the fine artist. On a surface or in the air, both are driven to make a shape, an image, a blur or blend of colour, and to let their demons or their angels speak, usually both at once. Perhaps that fusion of opposites speaking is what makes art.
Whether on a canvas in a gallery or the roof of a waterfront warehouse, the end of the brush is where Himbad's focus is.