On April 30 I speculated that the city had erased the big face from the wall of a building at Somerset and Rochester. But I was mistaken, according to this comment from John Smith:
To set the story straight…
The wall was not painted over by the city. They didn’t destroy that vintage piece of graff.
A new store took on the location (which had been vacant for a year or so)…and commissioned graff artists (like, Elroy/Barfoe and Sberks) to paint the wall. So they primed the wall (and sadly they painted over and destroyed that excellent historic Berzerker piece that was on the wall). I would have hoped that they could have worked around it and incorporated it into their new mural (as the old piece hadn’t been defaced or gone over at all)…
It’s a bit sad that new writers don’t have a lot of respect for the old masters…
The mural that they are putting up is an ad for the store (the store is going to be called The Layup…I think they’re going to be specializing in urban ware, graffiti supplies and I’d guess shoes [layups are a shoe brand]).
I’m waiting to see the full finished piece….
Oh! So it’s just an ad. Ads don’t really count as graffiti. Too bad. And the big face is gone for nothing.
Meanwhile the city continues to erase graffiti from under bridges and overpasses. Sometimes the erasures have a mysterious artistic quality of their own, like monochromatic pseudo-Mondrians. These ones are in the Percy St. underpass:
I especially like the Mondrian doggie. This one is signed by Mayor Larry hisself.
Arf means arf!
Vrtucar update
While I’m catching up on stuff, on March 1 I got to ranting about how hard it was for me to get a Vrtucar car-sharing car at my local station, Cambridge and Somerset. It seemed like the car was always in use.
I’m pleased to report that now there are two cars there and I can almost always get one when I want it.
I like Vrtucar. You should join. Here is their website: http://www.vrtucar.com
Appliance update
Also on March 1, I got the first coffee maker I’d ever had. I was looking forward to it making a pot of coffee while I was sleeping.
Yay! It works. I LOVE smelling the fresh coffee in the morning. I LOVE my automatic coffee maker!
At first I was unimpressed with the temperature of the coffee, but now I accept that it’s my fault for not making a full pot and for putting too much cream in it.
I don’t make a full pot because the pot is too big for me. Can’t be helped. I’m trying to drink more coffee so I can make a bigger pot and get it all drunk up in time for another pot in the morning.
I put too much cream in it because I like cream.
Anyway, I eventually figured out how my new microwave works, so I can just pop a cup of coffee in for an extra 20 seconds if necessary. And I do.
That’s all! :)
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Arf means Arf – ha ha ha ha ha!
I’m so glad you got all these complexities and mysteries of your life ironed out all at once.
Ironing! Don’t get me started on ironing. I’ll be posting an ironing update next Tuesday.
If I was a graffiti artist I would make a point that I would only use rectangular shapes in different shades of gray. I could see these gray landscapes now. I would fill them all with hidden meanings and messages… or maybe I would just make some meaningless symbol(s) or word(s) that only I could decipher or recognize. I will duplicate these everywhere and live forever.
That oughtta work :)
yes, so these misguided (or not so misguided) city workers creating post-modern, post-grafitti patchiness? i kinda like it
Me too Meredith :)