When he's not collecting vintage metal tool boxes and drafting stools, boomboxes, and other miscellaneous, disregarded electronic devices from the 70's, you might just find this cat therapeutically tossing some paint around on surfaces for recreation and calling it art.

When he's not coming up on outdated materials on engineering, drafting and jeeps, you might just find this soldier painting random, murky blocks on abandoned store front panels with excess house paint.

When he's not at the studio bumping Cream, Subtitle, Thavius Beck, Octavius, MF DOOM, Madlib, Mums The Word, Sach, Bad Brains, El-P or James Brown, you might just find the man pulling samples through the Roland S10 into the 4-track cassette deck and into his ipod for personal consumption.

When he's not taking notes and sketching random, structural blocks and swooshes with extra fine Sharpies into spiral bound notebooks, you might just find the early 30-something cutting & pasting an analog collage for a possible graphic on his personal line of manually printed T's, Draftsmen.

When he's not in Tokyo knocking out murals for his supporting shops, while staying at his distributors apartment with his lovely wife & son Sima, you might find the stubborn, hard headed, lovable, mixed kid helping to knock out classic productions for UTI crew, RockfreshTroopers, VT & West Coast Art in the greater Los Angeles basin.

When he's not spending hours at the library researching images and looking into whatever finds his eye, you might just find Kofie taking his time with love and life, staying creative in all ways and not taking himself too seriously.