Here at id-iom Sundays are usually spent lounging about in the jewel room throwing precious stones at each other but yesterday we decided it was time to share some of our accumulated knowledge with the younger generation. It’s tough being a vandal without some guidance.
After we had imparted all we know of the sacred art of paint chucking to George it was time for him to step up and create something for himself. What we’re left with is his pretty glorious ‘G’ piece. Pretty spiffy if i say so myself.
Let’s hope he continues. Plus, we’re only really in it for the thank you notes…
Well, I’ll bee darned. Sebastian here came back from a street art tour in the east end last week and now thinks he knows everything about everything. Here he is suggesting some improvements to one of our paintings. Stick to making honey Sebastian pal!
It’s been a while since we’ve treated you to an edition of ‘Other People’s Graffiti’ so we thought we’d best rectify that pretty swiftly. Today’s graffiti comes from a pub toilet and, quite frankly, the whole thing raises as many questions as it answers. On the face of it it’s just a quick derogatory scrawl but how does the scribe know what a penguin smells like? Does he work at a zoo? If so, why has he seemingly drawn so many feet on the penguin? Surely he (it was a gents toilet) would know how many feet a penguin has? Also, why has the toilet been wallpapered with issues of weird 70’s magazines? Too many questions and only this photo with which to work it all out. Let us know if you have any thoughts on the subject…
In this next instalment of other people’s graffiti I give you the car wang. There I was walking to the shop to get my dinner when I stumbled across this beauty. Now unlike the other car we have shown in the ongoing series this one doesn’t seem to be a serious aggrievement due to the fact that instead of paint being used it is only tape this time. That said I do like the slight droopiness to the wang as if that represents the persons feelings towards the other.
I’d love to have thought this was an actual bit of street art but, alas, I think it’s just a weird sign. I still thought it deserved a spot in ‘Other People’s Graffiti’ though for the mental image it creates. A ju jitsu car park? A car park in which one must perform in a series of ju jitsu fights in order to win the right to park? Or one in which you may park freely but ju jitsu trained warriors will perhaps jump you on your way to the ticket machine? I’m confused. You’ll be happy to learn we didn’t have the car with us at this point. Things could have got ugly.
Whilst making our way through sunny Streatham we chanced upon the boards we painted for the Streatham Food Festival last year that were still in place. There’s a couple of minor tags and what seems to be a lot of white paint that has been thrown at it. On closer inspection it would seem that the main culprit in defacing our picture is, in fact, the pigeons that live on the guttering above and have deposited their thoughts on the piece from on high. It would indeed seem that everyone is a critic.
In today’s exciting instalment of Other People’s Graffiti we have a bashed up Astra with ‘twat’ scrawled on it that we saw whilst on our travels in Southend. Now, whilst the handstyle is a little basic there’s no mistaking the message. I could sit here all day making up comical reasons why this could have taken place but sadly I don’t know anything about it so speculation is all I’ve currently got. I’m currently erring towards a jealous lover style situation. If you happen to live in Southend and know anything about this little bit of street art I’d appreciate if you’d drop us a line. Inquiring minds need to know.