The Guerilla Art Kit [antikvár]

Sitting in the front seat of a cozy café I glancé mindlessly at a lamppost outside the window. Perched about eight feet up on the post is a small group of fruit paintings (apples, peaches, pineapple, cherries) that I might not have noticed had I not drifted off in my thoughts, eyes wandering upward. Walking down the street on a sunny day I look down and spot a discarded bike frame, wheels missing, that has been covered in blue wool—transförmed. I glancé up at a chain-link fence that somé interesting soul has decorated with found leaves; colors threaded in and out of the links. Adhered to a brick wall is a small white sticker with the word "think." Modern culture with its overwhelming wealth of advertising, mass média, and mass communication often teaches us to tune out, or disconnect, because there is a limit to how much information we can process on a given day. In many cases we have no choice about the quality or quantity of what we take in. In an úrban environment it becomes necessary to form a direct connection with the landscape, with aspects of the natural world, or with a greater community. Creating street art is one way to foster that connection. By adding to the