My son does stencil art. My favorite is of a small flower growing in a big pot. Next to the pot, it reads, “It will all be all right.” Underneath, “I promise.”
I don’t know why I found it so sweet, but I had him tag the back of my car with it. I’m always surprised at how many people (motherly types like myself, mostly) stop in parking lots to tell me how much they like it.
Sequential graffiti, women’s bathroom, U of MN IT dept…
Call Jim at 612-555-1717. He’s clean, straight, and handsome.
But can he type?
Honey, I don’t care if he can read!
While I didn’t take this picture, the graffiti I saw at the foot of the Acropolis in Athens last week is in a busy enough place that I found a shot online:
At the University of Texas’s architecture library building, in the basement, there is a set of stairs that goes down a few steps directly into a blank wall. A blank wall with a door frame around it.
Naturally, someone has written there, in tiny letters:
For the love of God, Montresor.
This reminds me of some grafitti I saw over the entrance of a sub-sub-sub basement of Perkins Library at Duke University. You had to wind your way down through various passages and corridors to get to the door leading down to the lowest level. Over that (appropriately gothic) doorway someone had scrawled: All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
I’m greatly pleased with the opening of the nearby skating park - particularly since one of my buddies got licensed to make this tag as decoration.
Northbound on 71, just outside of Cincinnati, you used to be treated to:
“Yes Amy, I am crazy”
I always loved this. Is he actually insane? Spray painting an overpass at 3am would suggest yes. Is it some sort of convoluted proposal? Is it a post modern dry wit thing, laden with sarcasm? Heck, is it an incredibly grotesque suicide note?
The painted over the bridge a few years ago. I wonder if Amy still thinks of him.
The only graffiti rather “next” to one of the Ripper killings is a very well documented line of words: the juwes are the men that will not be blamed for nothing. It was wiped out within hours of its discovery by the police, because of the fear of anti jewish riots in Whitechapel. (Begg 2004, Sugden 1994, et al.) For more information on the Whitechapel murders including this graffiti check out the great site Casebook: Jack the Ripper.
I think I know who’s responsible for that one.
See post #50.
In very nasty restroom of a rundown gas station I once saw: “For a good time e-mail” followed by an e-mail address. I was impressed with how modern things had gotten.
In a bathroom stall, right around all the "I love Johnny"s and “Jenny+Bob=TLFA”, in large, black sharpie:
Give your guy a little class
Don’t write his name where you wipe your ass
(Even now, any time I see those little love notes, I’m so tempted to add this piece of wisdom)