This isn’t f*cking Tumblr!
I am interested and delighted to see that almost the very moment the T up a temporary plywood wall at Park Street, the surface was covered by graffiti of the geekiest kind. Amid the Sherlock Holmes references, and obligatory references to body parts and sex acts, I noticed this:
I’m trying to decide what I think: the initial +1 impulse, and the subsequent backlash. Has the omnipresent culture of online commentary and response permeated physical experience to such an extent that even this most ancient form of grafitti writing has been co-opted? Have we actually lost, without realizing it, the ability to experience an exchange of ideas unmediated by the language and regulations of corporate digital media? I guess, in less pretentious terms, I wonder if all our screen time has led us unwittingly to perceive every surface literally as a screen, with a screen’s capabilities and conventions. Has this ruined our ability to create a spontaneous, disobedient response to writing in a public place? If true, as a graffiti enthusiast I can’t help feeling this would be a terrible loss of an opportunity for equal-access, call-and-response conversation that’s been going on as long as drawn imagery has existed.
On the other hand, what have on-screen communities like Tumblr and Twitter taught us? That everything, no matter how significant or mundane, is a legitimate source for commentary and response. That anyone with the ability to read is granted, instantly and without questions, the right to respond to what they see at any level of sophistication from misspelled curse words to scholarly analysis (and this writing itself, somewhere in between). Have our online communities actually made all of us more likely to cross the boundary from typed to hand-written graffiti, when we feel the conversation warrants continuation or provocation?














