I thought this was so good it deserved a thread of it's own.
"Three things I hate.
1. vandalism.
2. Irony.
3. Lists."
Can anyone better it ?
I thought this was so good it deserved a thread of it's own.
"Three things I hate.
1. vandalism.
2. Irony.
3. Lists."
Can anyone better it ?
Last edited by prendrelemick; 04-17-2013 at 05:14 AM.
ay up
I apologise in advance. Please rest assured that I will be sending a stern warning to myself as soon as I post this but I could not not share:
"Iron Lady! Rust in peace."
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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Reminds me of an old favourite thread on here.
"I should only believe in a God that would know how to dance. And when I saw my devil, I found him serious, thorough, profound, solemn: he was the spirit of gravity- through him all things fall. Not by wrath, but by laughter, do we slay. Come, let us slay the spirit of gravity!" - Nietzsche
There's a weird alcove in North Van that people are always leaving random junk in (sleeping bags, potted plants, bicycles, car parts). Every day there's new stuff in there, I ate lunch across the street one day so I could watch it but didn't discover anything. I think it's some kind of homeless people's leave-a-random-thing, take-a-random-thing place. Anyway, this is it (although they cropped out the junk):
Not quite the original wording, but I like it.
Huh, I never knew that Musicology and Vonny crossed pathes. It went exactly as one would expect.Originally Posted by Lokasenna
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-Pi
sniff and snuff. vile.
Last edited by cacian; 04-17-2013 at 11:53 AM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
I love graffiti. The artists puts their "freedom" in jeopardy to show their work. There is nothing about that that isn't beautiful.
However, I can't stand when some jerk comes and scribbles their gang name over a piece that someone put thought and effort into. That bites my tail.
When I got here I jumped for joy
Because I was here before Kilroy,
But then a voice behind me spoke,
"Kilroy was here but his pencil broke."
Anon.
I love graffiti. The artists puts their "freedom" in jeopardy to show their work. There is nothing about that that isn't beautiful.
However, I can't stand when some jerk comes and scribbles their gang name over a piece that someone put thought and effort into. That bites my tail.
You love the idea of vandalism... except when someone vandalizes something that you consider of value? Makes sense to me.
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How about "Boxcar Graffiti", some of the examples I've seen locally get pretty extravagant.
http://www.boxcargraffitiart.com/gallery.html
Vandalism is a subjective term. I don't see any sort of graffiti as vandalism, if there is anything of the such involved it is the wall that is vandalizing the earth.
But I surely appreciate the time, effort and thought that gos along with the level of risk associated with a detailed piece, as apposed to thug scribbling.
I like the subtle word play ones-
"Whither atrophy."
And the altered signs-
"Glory to God in the High st."
ay up
I usually hate boxcar graffiti because those stupid letters all look the same to me, the unoriginality and unreadability gives me a headache. I like the occasional one though, I once saw a whacky aborted fetus in a bottle that stuck with me.
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
There's a pub in Oxford, the Turf Tavern (you may have seen it in 'Morse') that used to encourage graffiti - but only in the loos. The doors were painted white on the inside and people were, if not exactly encourage then not actively discouraged from adding to the 'decor'. It read like a multi-author novel or an extended game of Consequences as each line built on whatever had been written before. The quality of the storyline varied - I suppose it depended on the imagination of that year's undergraduates. My escort would always smile knowingly when I came out grinning then he'd get me to recount what I'd read - he used to say the quality of writing in the Ladies was higher than that in the Gents.....Don't know if the present Landlord keeps up the tradition, hope he does, I'd like to think of careers as 'proper' writers that got off to a good start there.
No, sorry, I can't remember any - like jokes, you read, laugh and forget!
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