
HOLY JESUS IT'S MARCH.
i find out very important news at the end of this month (and April too, but i really just care about March for now).
in honor of March, and the school i'm waiting for, i've decided to begin a project called groutffiti.
i appreciate writing, when it's good. and for some reason when it's in unexpected places, like on a bathroom stall, or coming from an unexpected person, like you, it's like 583390470 times better.
i heard of this thing called groutffiti, which is essentially witty writing on the grout between tiles in a bathroom, when i was at the Portland airport, waiting to be picked up with a couple of strangers.
one of the strangers was a guy from Kansas City, Missouri and he told the group that the thing he was looking forward to the most on this visit was the art in the bathroom stalls. we all gave him blank looks, and he was surprised that we had never heard of it, because apparently the place we were going to was notorious for its bathroom art/writing.
it's a tradition, actually.
it was arguably one of the most creative bathrooms i've ever been in. and a few conversations caught my eye, like a list of the sexiest historical figures and there was a wall where students using that stall would add on to a story that had been started.
anyway, it was extremely interesting to look at, and i regret not taking any pictures of it. upon my return to school, the writing on the bathroom here proved to be bland and distasteful in comparison. like, "W loves X," "I hate Y," or even "Z is a slut." REally? step it up, girls.
in an effort to do something about this, as ridiculous as it sounds, i'm undertaking a new project for the month of march called groutffiti.
vandalism? i guess.
but in my defense, i've never written on a bathroom stall, and this won't be necessarily targeting/hurting anyone.
i have 3 months of school left, might as well make them interesting, right?
photo cred:http://www.flickr.com/photos/dougfelts/2275621073/in/set-72157604027111045/
There's this one on the bathroom in the foreign language hall, that has this stupid suicidal tone to it. The person wants to be intellectual and wise but ends up sounding like a douche. My favorite is in the same bathroom in the first stall, on the door, someone writes "anonimius". =)
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