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Bruce Wilson
The path from there (allá) to here (aqui) is a hard one to follow, but, be that as it may, we have now reached Graffiti. First, however, a few words from Paul Simon:
"Sonny sits by his window and thinks to himself
How it's strange that some rooms are like cages
Sonny's yearbook from high school
Is down from the shelf
And he idly thumbs through the pages
Some have died
Some have fled from themselves
Or struggled from here to get there
Sonny wanders beyond his interior walls
Runs his hand through his thinning brown hair"
What I can remember of graffiti is very minimal. "Pray for Surf", "Jesus de Sidro" and the like.

Later, even this one (courtesy of Mac Meda Destruction Co.& The Pump House Gang)

Well, OK, it did turn a bit nasty or is that gnarly?

Now graffiti is everywhere (it was a good movie though, no subtitles, didn't even rain ). Michele and I did the OTC (Olympic Training Center)/Upper Otay Lake loop today.

Short little video on topic (i.e. praying for surf). http://vimeo.com/40236180
The modern era. I believe the first academic treatment of graffiti was a Ph.D thesis done in the UCB Department of Anthropology (late sicxties - early seventies?).

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