Before the concept of time had been invented there was a plot in the universe to deliver a unique specimen to alter our mundane existence. Tony Colon came into this world screaming and wielding marker and paintbrush in his tiny hands, a feral child in the mountains of Corozal, PR. Surrounded by palm trees Tony built a boat, packed his supplies, and left to the promised land where he would find plenty of surfaces waiting for him. Since the late 70's he's been living in Williambsburg, Brooklyn. Tagging and leaving his signature blue opaque tag on every train, wall, P.O. box, bench, cat, grandma, and car in N.Y.
After studying Graphic Design in college, he succumbed to a tedious 9 to 9 work day where he would wake up, drink coffee and hate life like an average American. Until one cold morning, he woke up to a unicorn sitting on his bedroom window, surprised, (there's not a lot of wild unicorns in N.Y if you didn't know) he asked the unicorn what he was doing there. The unicorn reminded Tony that he was born with a purpose in life, that the feral child from Corozal still lived in him and that he should go back to doing what he was meant to do.