when my rents found out.. they kinda jus guessed.. i mean they knew i was always drawin crap in my sketch books.. an they knew one of my older bro's were already into it.... so when i started leavin the house with full bookbags an commin back with empty ones with more an diff colors of paint on my hoodies.. yanno... they arnt rediculously unconsious lol all they really said to me was "listen.. we appricate u like to paint... jus dont be stupid and dont get caught.." etc. they don really like it but they don stop me. they encourage me at home an shit actually lol i dunno its kinda weird, i thought my mom woulda had a stroke or some shit like that... so ya never kno, they might not care all that much or they might jus rip right into ya.... i say tell em so when they say somethin like "why would u do that?" jus be like "mom..u should be happy that i didnt lie to you about it...

" an put on the guilt trip lol naw jk but yanno... like flobot said, its up to you what ya do..
good luck kiddo.
peace out,
--ktlyn.
"you just dont know how badly i want to reach my hands on a can of spray and touch my big train set in my yard and feel the voltage running through them trains while i paint my ghetto name on that icon screen for my people of the state of NYC to see and wonder on the art of the ghetto's and backstreets of our times" -- Shy 147
"wildstyle, my mouth bombs tha train up, i spit crime on in five colors,when i speak, i spray my name up" --Jean Grea
"fill your cup up and chug, roll a joint up an get fucked, ready for a kitchen party...welcome to the maritimes:P" --Classified