From 26/05/2012. Probably apologizing for the smoking alien in the top left corner.
Also from 26/05/2012. Appears that he or she came back to reassert the “I”.
Tag Archives: Messages
Messages #7: “Wild In The Streets”/”Life Is Too Short”
From 15/07/2011.
From 02/06/2011.
Messages #5: “Jesus Loves You” / “War Is Fun, Don’t Stop”
From 07/07/2011.
From 20/11/2011.
I think this is a neat dichotomy. The first message is completely positive. It’s very loose and happy with a whimiscal capitization of letters, a funky heart, and a bright yellow background. The second message is depressing. It’s scribbled in very small lettering, inside some other graffiti. It’s cowering in its presentation and its sarcasism. As with most of the messages I come across, both of these examples give the impression of only taking a minute to bring into existance. But their form, which is amazingly pitch-perfect, probably says as much about the message as the words themselves.
Messages #4: Please Don’t Listen
Found on 26/01/2012
Messages #1: “Snail Party Hard As Fuck”
Lately I’ve noticed that the two categories that I have established as “graffiti” and “curiousities” require more definition. To help this, I am creating a new series for “messages”. Although this new series will technically feature graffiti or a type of vandalism as before, it will feature only simple written messages. These examples can be peeled off from core group because they have no obvious design element. This will also give more room to “curiousities” to allow that series to focus on only the truly strange or bizarre.
Hopefully that wasn’t too boring of a spiel. I’d like to talk about the message above now. I took this picture today and I assumed at the time that “snail party” was a group, like a band, or imaginary political party, or a clique of friends. Now I realize after looking at it a little that the author might be talking about how great a particular snail was at partying. And as added bonus we get to know Ryley’s religious persuasion.
Graffiti #2: We’re no match for no one.
Found in an alley off of Duckworth Street in St. John’s in May 2011. It’s hard to say if this is boastful or depressing.
