Buddha on Bells Bridge

Today, a few stencils for the overworked and the half-asleep.... In contrast to last week's session where a little old witch out jogging in her onesy (who just wanted to nit-pick and cause trouble) asked me if I was using washable ink, this afternoon, a mother and her child stopped to watch as I was putting this particular stencil up. She indicated to the child that 'the man was making art' and the young girl watched mesmerized as I pulled the stencil from the wall to reveal this... At about two years old she had no idea who this was or what it said, but it was the act itself of a grown man 'skiving' on a bridge over the river on a peaceful Good Friday (or is that 'Goofday'?) 'making art' that made the impression. When I returned home, I realized that the child was Buddha, and that her smile was the Buddha's blessing. What a difference from that wiry little witch last week!

This one is for all the parents who treat their children like some kind of monetary bond from which they can delve into in their later lives. A child is not a product, nor is it some kind of financial payback. A child is a sacred being (to use the terminology of aboriginal peoples) and as such should have nothing to do with the filthy and violent workaday world. Try telling that to the queues of parents and their spritely sprogs when they line up for the pop idol shows which, along with all that TV and merchandise crap, turns their little ankle biters into bona fide celebrities and 'adults'.

Progress, Industry, Science, all those pillars of our wonderful society, are actually viruses which have penetrated our core being and deformed us into men and women, and adults (as adulterated sacred beings), as well as deforming our planet/home as a whole. Society is a bloodbath whether you like it or not, and if you drive, eat meat, have children, or work in some frivolous dead-end job, then you are contributing towards the quagmire, and as such, like Patrick and Daniel above, you are a pioneer of progress and one of the normalized psychopaths.

All work under the mandate of capitalism is infected by it. As such it is not 'work' but 'toil' and 'coarse superfluous labour'. Watch the animals if you want to see work (work-play). Work is natural, and if it isn't it's not work. All work is the removal of noise and the spontaneous alignment of the body with its natural environment.

A jobby is small job. Thus, a job is simply a big jobby. 

Travaillez Jamais!