I have returned to my original inspiration, graffiti. earlier today in the girls toilets I noticed the scrawl of graffiti etched into the walls of the bathroom cubicles. Not the type of graffiti you first think of at the mention of the word.. but straight forward handwriting or doodles onto the wall. I found myself reading them and even going as far as laughing at the comments on the wall. Someone sitting exactly where I was had wrote these, funny, non sensible statements and quips. What was especially amusing was how there would be conversations held on these walls. These graffiti bear evidence to the history of the comings and going of the cubicle. Similar to thee alleyways which are littered in more elaborate versions of these graffiti's, it adds a crude, ugly form of art to a bare wall/ canvas. Inspiring to say the least :) Although I bet the cleaning ladies would have a word or 2 contradicting that...
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