I was attempting to clear out
my hard drive—a task which I find exceedingly difficult because it’s kind of
like your junk room: you just heave stuff in there willy-nilly until you’ve got
a right mess, with the added layer of complexity that usually you only heave
one thing into your junk room, but there is pretty much an infinite number of
times you can save a file to your hard drive, if it’s living in different
folders—and came across this photo I shot a few years ago.
The tagger decorated the wall
outside my condo complex, and I wondered what statement s/he was trying to
make.
About foolishness?
About fuel consumption?
About some conflation of the
two?
And was the number 1 appended
to distinguish it in a limited series of tags? Like lithographs by Andy Warhol?
Sadly, the condo association
washed it out shortly after it appeared, so I’ll never know.
I’ll also probably never know
how many copies of this I’ve saved to my hard drive.
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