Nikki York: Sharpie's the law!

For a while I've been wanting to introduce Daniel Macchio on this blog as part of my life. Because Daniel Macchio is god! ...amongst other things, but mainly because I really haven't had such fantastic inspiration since Martin Hoefermann, who I had a band with right after high school.

"I so much like it, when you call me baby" Nikki York, 2011

Daniel is a totally awesome artist with main focus on music (aren't we all multidisciplinary these days). He composes and sings and plays such nice songs - by himself and with his friend Josh, who is also super cool, but we haven't met in person yet. I can just tell from the few communication we had, that Josh has the spark. I automatically love him hence. Deal with it, Josh!

So anyways, when I called Daniel, to ask if I should link somewhere, he at the same time left me a voice mail, asking, if he could use one or two pics from me for their new website. I think Josh's and Daniel's photos kick ass, so I'm feeling double honored.

Here it is:
polaroidsinnegativ f/ Nikki York/Nikki York f/ polaroidsinnegativ

Click here! So much prettier with music N. York, 2011

Check it out! The site's not finished yet, so check it out again later... and new albums are coming up too. Did I make this clear? :) I want you to listen to this. It's good for you. And if you put these fellas on your list to follow, you can one day say to your friends "I was cooler before you were."

In the meantime - if you're too lazy clicking - here are three of my current favorite songs.

So yeah, graffiti is great. I'm not sure, I might like sharpying most. Stenciling is great too. Writing and drawing on bodies is probably one of the most intimate things I know, in fact, it basically equals the intimacy of sex in my book.

poem by Daniel Macchio after 5 days, 2011

I usually only write onto my own body. Coolest story: Back in Germany Jehova's witnesses couldn't stop trying to explain to me, how I could become one of the chosen few to live forever. They visited me once a week and couldn't be convinced to stop doing that.
Ha, up until that day when I wrote "Gott" (god) on my forehead in mirrored letters. I had thought about how god tattooed my brain, took a blue pen, wrote onto myself and then I forgot about it. Jehova's witnesses came the same day. After about 10 minutes of talking and staring at my forehead, the older of the two women asked, what I had there. I said "Oh, nothing". They never returned.