The graffiti experience

You don’t so much see it as much as experience it, at least that is how I see graffiti. The place, the rush and the whole process of painting are what I normally remember from a wall. Not always mind you but a lot, especially old work I did. The experience of being at the wall was what really made the commission, that was the clincher. Just getting a photo isn’t always enough, you have to walk down the street and stand there in front of this building on the street with this graffiti on it. Graffiti changes the psychogeography of the space. I remember stepping onto a train in 1988 and the inside of the carriage was black, tags over tags I was completely immersed. I couldn’t find a spot to tag instead I just stood their amazed. I could have moved down the carriage but this was the place to be, in this experience, in this place surrounded on all sides in blackness. That is what we take away from all art, the experience but out in the street it can be heightened and unexpected especially uncontrolled. Remember that bit, uncontrolled.

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