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Showing posts with label pens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pens. Show all posts

Sunday, July 5, 2015

Insta-searching

Just as I trolled Twitter for awesome wall writing, I decided to look around on Instagram, especially since only two to three other people have tagged their pictures with the #wallprophecies tag. So instead of waiting, I went on the hunt.

One of my favorite ones this week is "Bite the hand that feeds". It almost reminds me of a feral animal who doesn't know otherwise, so it simply takes what it's given, but is unable to return the comfort. It makes me wonder who took the time to write that, and why the had decided to put it up for others to see. I wish I was able to speak to a few wall writers face to face.

A photo posted by @anga_mercado on

Now this is a treat; vandalism meets poetry. If you have some trouble with the handwriting, it reads:

"Ink on a piece of paper, 
Words on a machine,
Any combination of 26 letters,
Don't say what you don't mean"

Rhyme and rhythm at it's finest. I love it when pen and wall meet to create something a bit deeper than just "R+T" or "Jen is a bitch" like many other walls and bathroom stalls (especially those in a school).



I also stumbled upon this post a few days ago. It's motivational without being overtly clique. It's also the kind of thing I couldn't mind reading while using the bathroom and fuming over how my school doesn't ever have a hook for my bag or sweater. Ah, the little things that make college and public bathrooms in NYC worth it.


A photo posted by @hennatattoo01 on

As usual, if you think you've found an act of literary vandalism that is worthy of a picture and post, tag it with #wallprophecies and I'll go give it a look :D

And as usual, check out my scholarship/ student savings blog at Student Struggle.
And check out this article I wrote on women empowerment in STEM jobs

Until next time!

-A

Saturday, June 6, 2015

Focus on the Light

I found this on the 63rd and Lexington stop of the F train. Though I was running a bit late, this made me stop. I'd honestly like to take the time to thank the person who committed this act of vandalism. It has to be one of my favorite and one of the most meaningful things I've seen on the MTA.

The "Focus on the Light" wall writing only took an empty subway staircase and a marker. It reminds me of a poem by Dylan Thomas. It's a bit scary, harrowing, yet amazingly beautiful. Any poetry buffs or fans of the amazing film "Interstellar" will understand why this poem can be so powerful.

Do Not Go Gentle Into that Good Night 

Dylan Thomas1914 - 1953
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.


A photo posted by @anga_mercado on

If you'd like a me to repost or write about a quote you wrote or posted online, just tag #wallprophecies, or tag me in the picture @AngelyMercado (twitter) or @anga_mercado (instagram) and I'll give it a look.
Until then!

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Trolling the Interwebs

I like trolling around social media sites like Pinterest, Twitter, and Instagram for wall writings and also to verify that I am not the only person who has a fixation with the things people write on bathroom stalls and random walls. If anything, my fixation can be seen as respect for their creativity, and respect for the fact that someone took the time out to write something on a wall while they were doing their business on the toilet.

I also find it fascinating that people have taken the time out to post not just anything, but something meaningful. And due to my fascination with meaningful words, I was just looking at some pictures on Twitter and came across these awesome posts. These had to be my favorite wall writings this week:





 If only freelance wall writing was a thing. I'd be the first to sign up.

If you'd like a me to repost or write about a quote you wrote or posted online, just tag #wallprophecies, or tag me in the picture @AngelyMercado (twitter) or @anga_mercado (instagram) and I'll give it a look.