The need some people have to make themselves known is beyond my grasp in some cases.

I’d rather complement a Ms. Plowman or the condom snorting gal – they’re gros, they’re stupid, but at least they’re doing something original! I can understand a couple that is in love to carve their names in the bark of a tree, although I also pity the tree. It is at least nice to know, that Manuela and George were there back in ’57.

Reminds me of the graffiti found in Pompeji!

These forms of grafiti, a name or two, a date. Nice. Good to know that Cris was near that telephone pole back in July of ’91 when I was looking forward to my 9th Birthday. Has some nostalgia to it, doesn’t it? (Until you think about that if Chris was 18 back then, he’s now 40…depressing)

There are graffiti’s without content, without any artistic touch to it, but still I compliment them and hope the graffitti stays forever.
Because I’m puzzled at how these fuckers got to the rooftop of the neighboring building, didn’t fall off and still smeared their shit on the wall!!

There is graffitti that tells a story, while alsow spelling out a motto or a name, this is wonderful, wonderful art! If it ain’t meeting your taste, it still requires skill, and thus it is art of some sort.

But then there are the cretins who must leave their Logofeces all over the place. Not done in any artistic fashion, not done at a wonderfully perilous location, not containing any meaning.
No, just their stupid, ugly, meaningless Tags.

Like the people (or cretins as I see them) smearing “We’R” or “We’re” everywhere. Or the swiss champion of rubbish “Puber”. The later having trouble with his age AND education, as he clearly forgets to add the “ty” at the end of his tag.
If you are inapt of doing art, incapable of scaling structures like spiderman, and too dim witted to write a meaningful sentence – don’t just smear your shit everywhere. Smear your name and a date somewhere and be done with it.

It’s sprayers like him who prove that we are still closer to our feces flinging ancestors, rather than a space traveling race.

Mindless tags annoy the living crap out of me. The cretins tagging these days have NO clue how the tags came to be. They were gang signs, idiots! Marking territory, if you came upon a corner with two different signs better hit the floor if you hear a car rolling down the road!

And it is people like that, who just leave their defecations everywhere who make life hard for sprayers who CAN do art, or who can shake your thoughts from the neutral zone of your head.

In conclusion I can only hope that people who just smear their logo feces all over the place get a sudden spasm that wrecks all their bones and sinews in the hands, whilst people who do art, who shake our reality awake, who defy death to do their stuff continue on unharmed, undetected and unbothered.

Make good art.