Thursday, December 11, 2008

graffiti on the city pt II

I found a face on the subway bench. Three sets of eyes two lips and a message: 'love is the hardest thing to give'

Tags could be subverted politically, could they? The act of tagging represents a reflection on the state of the public, exploitation of our sphere, and an attempt - if shallow - to reclaim what we can. A protest. There stands a wall between the fried chicken spot and the coin-op laundry mat. It serves as a message board for local writers. Down the street a tunnel is consumed with a one sided defaced mural, hideous, heinous and just spewing with distaste. Do these murals represent a decay any less than the tags we so loathe? (Read: royal we) if I had a can of paint large enough I'd envelop the whole city in a colourful blanket, the sameness would demand change...this is the same sameness we face now, only we ignore it - disguised indifference and as diverse as my shoes left from right.

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