This empty spot in Old Town, Hastings High Street had been painted with a diabolical piece of public art for as long as I've lived here. The good Steph tracked down and spoke with the right people and quickly permission came my way to paint some "Street Art". I don't think this was what most people were expecting as their only insight into the world of street art previously was a small child playing with sandcastles. The amount of huffs and puffs and "we preferred it before"'s was quite comical, but we battled through the barrage of abuse, visits from the council's planning department and German tourists to paint this. I enjoyed it, especially if outraged-from-Tunbridge-Wells is composing a letter to the Daily Mail as we speak. Street Artists - come to Hastings if you still want to feel like a radical revolutionary.