Graffti at the Carnegie Library
The main branch of the Carnegie Library was recently tagged with not-so-artful graffiti but with interesting choices of source material. Quoting Pynchon and TS Eliot, the tagger showed himself (or herself) to be more of a reader than a painter.
Times like this, though, I wonder why graffiti taggers of this sort haven't discovered the joys of sidewalk chalk. The message still gets across, and yet, I don't think you would face the same massive fines and restitution when you get caught. I mean, in college, I, too, could not resist the need to tag, and occasionally wrote this line from Shelley on the sidewalk in chalk, with the help of my accomplice--my sister.
Times like this, though, I wonder why graffiti taggers of this sort haven't discovered the joys of sidewalk chalk. The message still gets across, and yet, I don't think you would face the same massive fines and restitution when you get caught. I mean, in college, I, too, could not resist the need to tag, and occasionally wrote this line from Shelley on the sidewalk in chalk, with the help of my accomplice--my sister.
My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair
Comments
The lone and level sands stretched far away.
That doesn't sound quite right.
"lone and level sands" is right but I don't know about the rest of it.
by Percy Blythe Shelley.
-Susan Peterson(aka eulogos)