Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Oxymoron: "Graffiti Artist"

Villaragosa. Urban decay. Los Angeles.

Words that depress rather than inspire.

It would probably be a challenge to reach back into the depths of Los Angeles' storied history to a point that the city actually inspired the imagination of the country. I am sure there were days when the lure of Hollywood cast its glow on the image of Los Angeles, but those days are long gone.

Today the city is an ill managed symbol of class segregation. West LA and the Rest of LA. Disney-like idyllic living (albeit at a huge monetary cost) west of the 405 and gang-land east of the 405.

It kills me when middle class Gen Xers hop on the "urban" bandw

agon and glorify the efforts of mediocre vandals.

Tagging is everywhere in LA. For those of you that like to think the

tagging is somehow artistic, I challenge you to travel to Paris, where the tagging is actually much more pleasant to look at, but still very annoying.

It shocked and depressed me to find the following stories helping a bedridden tagger use technology to tag again (thankfully in a less permanent manner).

Eyewriter & LAist

I wouldn't be surprised if these clowns offered to do the tagger a favor and trace his virtual tags with actual paint.

TemptOne or TempTone is the name of this clown and he has a much more well traveled website than this blog. He also has sponsors that I plan on avoiding.