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Opened up....now my chest is tight with pains...withdrawal from your soft lips and sweet voice...it wasn't the scrambled eggs.....or the leafy salad with too many tomatoes.. Pardon me and my scrambled thoughts...you know how easily we get twisted.. Take a second while i stir these thoughts... Maybe in the end we will both be shaken in the after thought....You needed to come in 1st but I had you holding on third...i threw a foul now your sliding back into home... Nothing can come between the 2... In the end my love not even you... Pockets with markers, red spray tops, and plenty of lint...a few red cents... And a red neck...the images in my brain are a wreck... Living wreckless.. Drunk off love at the wheel... You tasted just like sweet nectar from the gods....my how just one kiss can make my head spin.....If i read the writting on the wall....Granny said." you better take your pills".....closing our eyes we both swallowed the pink pill and split a chocolate heart....we both got sick with it... Now I'm alone.... feeling ill.. I miss you so much it hurts... The pain comes in tides and high doses... Holding my chest with one hand the other on the wall... Maybe tomorrow it will bleed out more slowly in smaller spurts... I Wish I could say the lesson was learned.... But to feel love I swear is a blessing...in the end my love maybe you will take some of the lovers advice...the beautiful pillow talk that filled our ears.. Surely Not all should fall on deaf ears.?. The giggles that kept us awake long into the night....I remember you told me this 2square life is a roll of the dice... watch out for snake eyes...always roll a 2.......I don't know who to look 2?.. I wanted you....still I couldn't give you a leave date... But I tried to stay extra long...and extra late....you needed answers I couldn't give... The 2square life is hard to live... These answers are organic.. Like the fruit that filled my bowl....organic like the love that radiated out towards your flame... Making love under the moonlight...I reflect now on your dark eyes...never once did I see my own reflection...this much I swear...you beamed to my center like a ray....and I felt your warmth Suray.... Chewing on these thoughts...you just wanted to be taken out to eat.... Meanwhile I'm used to living without... Looks like now we will both live without.... Without you..without me... The children we thought about....you passed the test so it never became an issue...Extra Extra..... Read all about it...I swear I thought about it... A different time a different life maybe...damn I miss you baby...A part of me hoped you were holding our baby... But I knew you weren't... And I'm glad your not... Sorry about the," ruin my life comment".. It looks like your comments are getting plenty of likes... there's always another side to the coin.. ...no matter how well you coin a catch phrase...And I can't stand the thought of being double faced.....perhaps if your tongue wasn't so sharp.. Some of the cuts wouldn't have hurt.... It's to soon to speak to me like that.. Now or ever.. A lion has pride... No one wants to be poked with sharp points..no matter how beautiful the mouth is that serves them...after awhile my love it all just sounds like racket... The score was 2 too love... In the end it wasn't enough... No winners by default... Just 2 sore losers...

What does paradise look like to you? Maybe some remote island far off at sea? Perhaps not.. Those of us that thrive in the city and nightlife might agree you can find such a piece of your own personal heaven or hell here on the states southern most tip.. nights full of debauchery...tight clothes and loose morals.... sandy beaches just at your doorstep... Each female a beautiful work of art in her own right... hailing from somewhere just around the world...Lustful looks.... Heels click down ocean drive, lincoln avenue, collins, Wynwood, Coconut Groove, Little Haiti.... So on and so... Click, click, click....Little money machines... In a city that rarely sleeps...Everyone chasing their own hopes, dreams, demons.... so on and so ...holding on....holding in..holding out....or just holding by a seam..... It's hard to be devote...sometimes it's hard to live without..... When every exotic animal has a different beautiful fur coat... I could tell you about after hours..after hours and hours.......but still not happily ever after.. Getting along here now just fine...... after.. The aftermath....the gypsy path...lead us not into temptation....but everything looks so tempting...attempting to hold on... To myself....a few other people want to hold on to a coattail or 2.... Meanwhile Others just want to hold you back....damn whats the hold up?... Nights filled with empty promises.. A pocket full of business cards... But no wristwatches..somewhere between here and the flashy lights....Conversations deleted... you don't remember me? We've been introduced at least 5 times... Marijuana smoke fills lungs...spend some time hot boxing... Then shadow boxing in my head... You can't imagine what goes on in this brain... So excuse me if I forget a date or a name....stand out or stand in line....cut past the front... Or just cut past the front...you dig bro? Things must be painted in every city.. But the dream is now in Miami... You know the motto.. some say Yolo.... and so Milk and honey drip from eager thighs... Dont let me become Baptized in this shallow pond of love .... Wise words from a wise man... Some say foolish...but who's fooling who? Hollow words perhaps... Walk on hollow ground... The sand pushes up between these toes.. click, click, click...the minds shutter snaps...in a forgetful mind... Don't rob me of this day for this day is great... So what if there have been many before this... Or that.. Cause that is this...and that was that....but I'm not talking matter.. So no matter how hard you try.. Let us paint the highest towers...if the rope holds then allow it to lift us up to the tallest point... And if not break now.....Let us not be disappointed when the sun sets for tomorrow it will rise on the sea...and once again the sun will reflect down on Miami in all her shine and grim... when the dirt clings to the streets and homeless let the rain wash over us in a hail of love from the sky.... Blow beautiful lady with a mighty fury... And when the anger is gone may we once more embrace and make passionate love under the setting sun... Lay lady lay and allow me to once more bask in your beauty as the shadows pull tight across your tight frame... Miami you are my mistress and if I left tomorrow you would be missed...tell me now you feel the same....

2square and Romantic Bicycle Rides both make cameos in this video. Also check out the 2square art in some of the shots.This video is fun to watch if your familiar with Wynwood there's tons of street art and tags from locals and foreigners.

Carol, I sit now in the tiny space I call home...however the space inside me seems infinite...limitless..expanding... Increasing by the minute...if not by the second...my journey has been a twisty road of self discovery..broken heart and recovery....addiction to you..and now myself.... Maybe I've always been addicted to myself...somehow you always came in at a close 2nd...in the end maybe that's more important to a number 2....but you know how people crave to be number 1.... I've been exploring my mind and the world around... Reaching out to it..if not reaching into it directly...sometimes reaching even further into myself... Im trying to become a better man through my actions......when I can by teaching what I've learned.....I've looked inside the darkest corners of myself...while searching continents across the globe for a pure love..only to find scattered fragments here and there.. But never a whole...no matter the image...no matter the picture.. I could always look closely and find a crack or hole....so I began to wonder...am I mad? Or did a whole she exist? My match?. complete compatability? Or if only fragments of stars surrounded me in this time and space? I hungered for more.... Does more exist? is it infinite in the space that surrounds? Limitless? As is the curvature of a hip.. Divided by the square root of 2... See even though the variables are limitless... It's not about the math.. Or the science.. even more than the chemistry ..in every case you still have to add together the properties of individuals to see compatibility... Some things can be mixed at first but slowly melt eachother away.. Like Leo and Scorpio...i know ive tried this mixture twice myself...both times a lethal dose of love erupted nearly taking down the both of us...an intense love that grabs you tightly.. But gradually squeezes the last beat out of a foolish heart...I've tasted high levels of love with 3 people... 2 of which had slightly similar variables.., the last being you...a Libra....even with you I felt a thing or 2 lacked..such as your ability to commit...but with our small window of time you never had to take that test...up until this point maybe you had been the closest to what I needed... Or at the time what i felt like I needed...after awhile...in your absence.. I continued...dating and such....but it seemed pointless... Maybe there is no match for such an unusual creature like myself? I've thought before I must admit...in the beginning of May however I met someone..she is a Sagitarius...we've spent almost every second together since....Carol I have to tell you all the previous side effects of love that I had experienced before I now feel...lack of hunger, nausea, anxiousness, dizziness...etc etc...I feel them all and more... Most importantly, She loves me. Maybe I should hold back but you know I always try to stay open in this space.. For you and the people that look in from time to time..here and all the spaces I inhabit on my daily travels of world exploration on the path to our ultimate glory...I feel certain of this..as I do the 2 that hangs from my neck...but still I am human, therefore i hunger... for love....for a familiar touch that warms my skin, soul, and heart.. I stand here now looking thru long eyelashes into big dark eyes that make me radiate heat from my very core... In them I see a love I had forgotten.. I have found and experienced this phenomenon known as love twice in just under one year..had you asked me if this would be possible before I would have said....no..maybe?.. But Not to this degree.. But then we are all separated by only a few degrees.. Or we are all just separated....I believe this to be my last letter to you Carol. With love Justin (2square)

These guys caught up  with us when we were half thru our project in Wynwood. This video shows a few  artist from around the world.
The video has a clip from Leeanna Walsman that was filmed in Detroit for the Dream is Now webisode

Simple And Complex Shot by Dreams

Simple and Complex is the story of Artist and experiences Across the WORLD. You can express yourself through any form of Art thats what we wanna show you . . .

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http://vimeo.com/41814862 

This is a interview from the Miami New Times please have a look.. Miami has new residents -- for now. Justin Vallee and Jeremiah Taylor, the artistic duo that is 2Square, travel the world like creative nomads, leaving their graffiti, poetry, photography, and even nontraditional hair styling along the way. Think of them as one part neo-hippy, one part fashion trendsetter. click on the link to see the full interview http://blogs.miaminewtimes.com/cultist/2012/05/closet_invasion_2_square.php

Photography and interview by Pamela Wasabi

Pamela from Wasabi fashion kult ( http://www.wasabifashionkult.com ) came by our house and interviewed us for her site and fordistas. click the link below to read what we talked about.


http://fordistas.com/post/23483011255/2square-justin-jeremiah

The Spring Lotus is located in Wynwood Miami and was made by 2square.

This street art can be found at Kill Your Idol in South Beach Miami and was made by 2square.