Jerry Behr Number 2
Command - Poem by Jerry Behr Number 2
Due to modern television and computers along with DVD
technology, digital photography the need for art as the world
knew it had greatly waned. For the first time in thousands of
years man saw no more a need for art in his life.
Religion, hunting were no more to be described nor his strife.
However, along concrete drainage walls for that matter wooden
walls…….any walls…… even train carriages a new artist
emerged, he is the graffiti artist. Festooning his tags
espousing his individuality and at a great risk.
His work must be very unusual and brisk.
Communities around the world are getting sick and tired of
seeing tags scrawled all over trains, buses and shopping fronts.
It is so unsightly.
At the Miller shopping centre which really is a welfare suburb
in south- western Sydney the local council had an idea superb.
They commissioned a real artist with old world traditional
craft abilities called painting and asked him to create murals
on the walls. An amazing thing happened, it was the murals that
gave out the command “Do not wreck these walls,
these walls are no more graffiti stalls.
To this day there are still no tags on the murals the graffiti artists
have respected the command. Maybe there still is a
need for the artist after all.
It is the only idea that has worked in order to stop graffiti art.
Welcome to the renaissance……..well it’s a start.
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