Spent the first part of the day on a plane then ambling through the German/Dutch hinterland on suburban trains: the second part of it at the Networked Learning conference in Maastricht, and part of the evening in the building in which the treaty of European Union was signed in 1992. Good photo opportunities today and I took three or four decent portraits of total strangers. This was the best: she looks pretty cool, I think.
There’s the kind of graffiti that does deface and spoil but a lot of it can be a great improvement over what’s already there (and let’s face it, the corporate sector happily deface our public spaces with advertising, most of which is inane crap).
These messages are painted on an otherwise dank and dark underbridge near Lancaster station. There’s such a story here, one that we’ll probably never know.
[UPDATE: Only a couple of months later did I find out that the main message (discounting the one bottom left) is actually lyrics from the song Chasing Cars by the band Snow Patrol. And there was me thinking we’d found a budding poet. Still, it remains an interesting message.]
Being 42 