For the public/graffiti art project I created a stencil of the gatorade "is it in you" campaign font with an outline of a Keystone Light can. I thought that it would be a sort of comedic take on college culture. I will admit that I was a bit nervous putting the tag up on and off campus because, well it is truly illegal. But it became sort of a game, driving around picking perfect tag spots, cutting the lights of the car, getting ready for a perfect getaway, leaving the car running as I jumped out and left my mark. I realized that I wasn't a true vandal, I didn't feel so strongly about my design that I would be offended if it was taken down. I wasn't planning on going to extremes for it, or marking up anything too sacred or disrespectful. Churches, cemeteries, museums, or actual buildings. Nor was I particularly nervous about getting arrested (worst case scenario of course). I could afford the fine, I could manage a night in a cell which couldn't possibly be much different than my dorm. And to top it off my i knew my parents wouldn't care, it was an art project. They'd understand. It kinda got me thinking that it might be fun to take the project to new levels. Like installation gardens in some of the more industrial areas of places. Or murals on old dilapidated buildings. Nothing too heavy or political, just pretty. I tutored a boy from center city Philadelphia who loved taking the 45min bus ride to our school because he loved seeing the neighborhood gardens and stretches of horse farms. Just might be nice. Odd that an altruistic idea would come from a satirical stab at some college fratties.
Monday, April 12, 2010
For the public/graffiti art project I created a stencil of the gatorade "is it in you" campaign font with an outline of a Keystone Light can. I thought that it would be a sort of comedic take on college culture. I will admit that I was a bit nervous putting the tag up on and off campus because, well it is truly illegal. But it became sort of a game, driving around picking perfect tag spots, cutting the lights of the car, getting ready for a perfect getaway, leaving the car running as I jumped out and left my mark. I realized that I wasn't a true vandal, I didn't feel so strongly about my design that I would be offended if it was taken down. I wasn't planning on going to extremes for it, or marking up anything too sacred or disrespectful. Churches, cemeteries, museums, or actual buildings. Nor was I particularly nervous about getting arrested (worst case scenario of course). I could afford the fine, I could manage a night in a cell which couldn't possibly be much different than my dorm. And to top it off my i knew my parents wouldn't care, it was an art project. They'd understand. It kinda got me thinking that it might be fun to take the project to new levels. Like installation gardens in some of the more industrial areas of places. Or murals on old dilapidated buildings. Nothing too heavy or political, just pretty. I tutored a boy from center city Philadelphia who loved taking the 45min bus ride to our school because he loved seeing the neighborhood gardens and stretches of horse farms. Just might be nice. Odd that an altruistic idea would come from a satirical stab at some college fratties.
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