Here’s a small piece of last summer, a piece of pavement
graffiti that I passed in one of my meanderings one sunny morning in June. I’ve
tried to put it to the back of my mind since then, but somehow it keeps popping
to the front.
Yes, here it is with all its mystery and symbolism, at least
it’s mysterious to me and surely an image like that has to symbolise something.
I don’t know what though, and therein sits both the problem and the reason it
keeps preying on my mind; question after question tumble through my head and
always without any answers.
Why would anyone want to spray an image of an aerosol can
with the word ‘life’ beneath it on the kerbside? How did they do it and when?
Was it a night time foray or a quick broad-daylight sneak attack? What does it
mean? Is it a cry for help, a threat maybe, or is it just someone messing with
my consciousness?
I don’t know, but I haven’t seen one before or since and it
keeps bothering me. I need to know what it is before it drives me crazy. For a
while I thought it might be a secret sign; a marker to some rave or party. Then
I thought it might be Banksy working at another level and scale. Perhaps a
clown painted it, a clown that lives in the drains a la Stephen King. I’ve even
theorised that it’s a sign that vagrants sometimes use to point other vagrants
in the right direction – this way to aerosol oblivion and life.
Ultimately though, I really have no idea what it’s about.
Let me know if you do.
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