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February 7, 2005
Making Sense of a Long Walk
On Saturday, we took a six hour walk, starting in Prospect Heights, wandering around Fort Greene, Clinton Hill, Bed Stuy, and then up to Williamsburg and Greenpoint. We thought a lot about whether photographs of graffiti could tell a story.
I see one. Do you? I'll tell mine later in the week.
Posted by callalillie at February 7, 2005 3:49 AM | City Life
, Street Art
It was perhaps late afternoon. Chip had been mulling over his statement for three to four weeks. "Finally," he thought, "I'll awake the sleepers." But he misspells "questionnaire", and the masses begin overriding their spell-checks and to ignoring their teachers. Chip is devastated and vows to hang up his prophet brush.
Posted by: Will at February 7, 2005 12:23 PM
Oh, the pedant errs. Isn't that always the way it goes. Delete "to".
Posted by: Will at February 7, 2005 12:26 PM
And for my final act, a question mark.
Posted by: Will at February 7, 2005 12:27 PM
A message came the other day to beware the common lies. The Equation! x=y! Of course, that was a lie. Sally started to think about it when the thought police burst in and carried her off with all the other independent thinkers, and brought in front of the Head Robot, who was not pleased with the spread of questions. (TO BE CONTINUED...)
Posted by: Jesse at February 7, 2005 1:09 PM
Perhaps the artist should have used "questioneer," like disney does for their "imagineers"...and what my title almost was: "knowledgeer." Of course, only jokingly. Well, not really.
Posted by: corie at February 7, 2005 1:10 PM
