A couple months ago Wandering Coyote asked why I seemed to be so obsessed with grafitti. I guess I am, I like taking pictures of it...and I love it when people are just inspired to scratch something ona wall or paint something. A year ago Stagg and I collaborated on that piece above in circle shapes. We each started a circle then worked on it then traded them back and forth. In the summer, I took a photo AGAIN in a bathroom stall (seems to be a recurring theme here) of these contraptions below. I was going through my photos and they popped out at me. So I post them here for comparison.
Which came first I wondered to myself. We made the painting a year ago...I took that photo six months later. Did I take the photo because it reminded me of the painting we made? Or did I make that painting because in my secret mind I had remembered the contraptions in the stalls with grafitti all over them? I've been a regular for 15 years at one of my favourite Toronto hang-outs, Sneaky Dees? What came first? Or maybe nothing. Maybe I just went through my photos and saw how funny these two pics stood out as similar?
Or perhaps I am a product of art history. I loved Marcel DuChamp when I was young and first going to art school. Maybe my study of his work and life suggested to my impressionable mind...art is everywhere? Art is art, if we decide it is art?
Again, going through piles of photos and just thought I'd add these froma spring day.