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MARKING

I am a secret admirer of graffiti.

Secret because there is a lot of disapproval surrounding the practice.

I am not fond of poor graffiti scrawled on the walls of the flood channels here or on sidewalks or buildings.

It is a public scandal and disgrace.

But there is a fuzzy line. There is good graffiti. I can't really describe it, but like pornography, I know it when I see it.

In a way, graffiti is like pornography. Transgressive and, if done "well", thrilling.

I used to relish the train ride into New York City partly because I would get to view the sometimes wonderful work of "taggers" on the embankment walls of the railroad cuts.

So, I was really interested in this.

An Artists Al Fresco John Hancock

An eight mile long graffiti and signature.

It is only one line.

There is a film about it. Beautiful.

It is here.

Lovely.

Labels: art