Sunny Days 'n Sprays
Well I guess going out to graffiti at three o'clock on a sunny Madison day was not the greatest idea, and it did not push us as much as a dark, moonless, would to create graffiti, but we still did something. I have started doing my own graffiti, and I found that when it's not flowers and unicorns, I usually write about the war on drugs and such. Not only have I found what I am passionate about, but while pursuing this I have also pushed my ideas forward, kind of like two things happening at once. Even though it is illegal and all, I don't think that the art I make should be, so I keep doing it. Kind of absurd how taking a run down factory and making it look better could be considered illegal.
On the other hand, there is the side that just writes profanity on sides of buildings, and I don't know how to feel about this. I use profanity when I speak, I don't think it's a big deal, but once it's written somewhere permanently, it somehow becomes unacceptable for most. I can understand private property, but on public property, shouldn't we be able to do whatever we want? Would every wall even become covered in spray paint, or would people just leave some. It would be an interesting experiment in human nature at least.
On the other hand, there is the side that just writes profanity on sides of buildings, and I don't know how to feel about this. I use profanity when I speak, I don't think it's a big deal, but once it's written somewhere permanently, it somehow becomes unacceptable for most. I can understand private property, but on public property, shouldn't we be able to do whatever we want? Would every wall even become covered in spray paint, or would people just leave some. It would be an interesting experiment in human nature at least.
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