[Get By] by Nick Naughton circa 2001

Ferrari zooms by, no wait it was a Fiat
Breaths of fresh air pass by outside
Our air is regurgitated
Is it funny?
Who loves what?
Sperm.
Leaves.
Not vibrating, fluttering
Talk can be cheap
Some people's words are priceless

Death is tough
but living through it is tougher
Become stronger

The Subconcious Art of Graffit Removal

I recently got a copy of a short film called The Subconscious Art of Graffiti Removal. I found a clip on YouTube. It has gotten me thinking about those places where you see odd colors of paint, where once there was a tag or a graf piece, and now there's only the record of it being there; the recorded gesture of someone covering up someone else's art, thus creating again on top of a creation. I have begun to find instances in my own travels where I'm drawn to such areas. This image was taken in Newport, Mass on a trip we took there. I was smoking a big cigar, and there it was. I find it interesting that this electrical box holds all of the remnants of work pasted by other artists, and yet it seems to me to be a complete piece in and of itself with or without the original items. It's enigmatic to say the least; leaving us to wonder what made up this surface at different points in time.