step out. step out. the pitter patter of a single set of soles. they might multiply. they might get somewhere. faced with governmental machinery. or worse still militarial. the many become few. the few become one. and make all the difference.
This little piece went up in Barcelona around the time protest began in Egypt.
Living in a box. A myopia pertaining to the inability to see beyond ones own experiences. What a dose
feat: CHAOS and BOXHEAD
CHAOS' tags can be found all over Barcelona. He is one of the cities most prolific taggers. BOXHEAD (i think that's his name) is found in quite a few spots in a few different guises. I don't believe I have any more photos though. If only I was a wee bit more organised....
Ví de reojo una mujer con piel blanco. La ví y me sorprendio. No se como pero ella pudo ver a traves de mi. Dentro. De fuera. Ella me dijo, "porque no sonreis con más de tu boca. Porque puedo ver las grietas en tu corazon? Porque piensas que solo existas al centro de tu cabeza. ¡Escapate! Eres más"
Always on the up. Subir. Aumentar. From 1972 until today and on, at an ever increasing speed of life. Lets try to fit everything in to the shortest space of time. But really what is a space of time? I can't take hold of it or even see a space of time...
...even so, a space almost implies an emptiness. A void across which things pass...