The Devil's in The Details
History is a present tense proposition. A creative reading of the past is
ultimately an active search for meaning. Graffiti is unfinished business
outliving its time, watching its social and aesthetic meanings sway into new
formations as the original context disappears. It has to. It has nowhere to
go. All memory is utopia.
Supreme edited moments magnify reality. So goes the process. Progress is not
always advanced complexity it can be reduced simplification. Concentrated
gestures rather than cumulative intensity provide projections of paradoxical
spontaneity in carefully staged moments. Demons suddenly seem to take over,
angels take cover.
Sometimes it's tough to love what you have. It's best to forget what's lost.
In the end, what you miss is nothing more than missing information. Cycles of
completion collapse at will, circumvent closure. As all data is replaceable,
all derelicts deserve forgiveness.
Kidnapped souls speak to us, in whispers, between opinion pieces and re-run
headline news packages. They seem to say, to martyr is to deny truth. The
seduction of faith is greater than hope. Faith defies logic enabling martyrdom
to thrive on mystification. Affecting change is not limited to lobbying for
legislation or lobbing hand grenades. Although they certainly comprise a
means. Doing nothing is often my favorite sport.
The devil's in the details is the apt catch phrase of the moment. Figureheads
look foolish trying to figure it out. I value the moral and immoral alike,
considering the source and reconsidering the context. Great bonfires blaze
across sunsets and false vistas of experience.
Waxing romantic is stuff for revisionists and idealists. Neither party knows
how to stay in time or keep the beat, so I set my thermometer to medium tempo
and take charge with reckless disregard. Graffiti writers are too cool to get
tanked up on wanton emotion. Best to let beefs settle and the wonton soup
The language of images freezes desire. I prefer to be surrounded by graffiti
rather than fugitive imagery. False standards of what is and isn't desirable
is an education in immediacy. Living beyond the conflict is the strata of the
sophisticate. After all, situating oneself in history is often overrated.
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