Phoctober the first
"You have nothing to lose..."
About a year and a half ago, this sort of weirdly positive graffiti started springing up around my neighborhood. Had they stuck to sidewalks and abandoned buildings and such, they might still be popping up here and there, but the city got riled.
I was told later that the culprits turned out to be a couple of suburban teenagers, which I guess makes sense.
It was a little jarring in a not-unpleasant way whenever I would happen upon one of these messages. This one, on a garage, is there still.
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I would have loved to run across that graffiti! I think it would be a jolt, in a good way, a little nudge in a new direction... Makes me want to tag a building right now. (Um, just kidding. I don't have any paint.)
Perhaps it was the three spoons they drew at the end that offended people...
Nova: If you can believe it, they haven't even sold spray paint in the city for years and years now. Taggers, inspirational or gang-affiliated, must travel to the suburbs to pick up such tools.
Julia: I didn't make the connection at the time, but this graffiti was most prominent during the spoon shortage of '06. And maybe, then, what the tagger is saying is that we have no spoons to lose. Which is sort of mean. I mean, there was a shortage. We were doing the best we could.
It's a wonderful sentiment, I'm glad it was shared.
Hmm.
That falls in the art category for me, I think.
So... on a completely separate note (work with me here, I'm on 4 hours of sleep)... if you look at the picture and tip you head to the right... no, more than that: touch your right ear to your right shoulder... there, yes, the shadow on the pavement looks like Dr. Seuss' Grinch driving Santa's sleigh, all the toys in the sack piled high in the back and little Max the dog in front pulling it.
Yes?
Scarlett & V.
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