exercise in futility (part 3 of 3): blame it on the rain


Alllll better. Monsooner than later with the off-white-wash. Well, clearly what the city’s saying is, “What else you got?“ Wipe the slate (slightly) clean and…game on! Your move, you rebellious riff raff.

* This concludes our three-part treatment on the contradiction of public space. We will now be returning to our irregularly scheduled reprogramming.

exercise in futility (part 2 of 3): writing on the wall


Those rotten kids! If it’s true that sometimes there’s just not enough rocks, it also seems relevant that there is just not enough chain links to fence off all the blank walls from potential taggers. And to the City of Tempe, may I say, “Tag! You’re it!“

The message is poignant enough: (left side) “Wake up! You are more asleep than you think“ and (right side) “Never live the same day twice“. I concur.

Now where’s ol’ Huckleberry? We got some work to do.