Perhaps the rest of us should place our own graffiti on display—to grace the walls of our homes, our garage doors, the driveways and sidewalks that lead people to us. To tell the story of our own victories and defeats, to claim our turf, to defend our families. Perhaps each of us needs to look for a large enough canvas to contain the story of our anger, our sorrow, our hopes and dreams…and to elevate them into something extraordinary to share.
What story would you paint if you could?
“Imagine a city where graffiti wasn't illegal,
a city where everybody could draw whatever they liked.
Where every street was awash with a million colors and little phrases.
Where standing at a bus stop was never boring.
A city that felt like a living breathing thing which belonged to everybody,
not just the state agents and barons of big business.
Imagine a city like that and stop leaning against the wall- it's wet.