65K, 700 x 555, 1983, felt pen, approx 11x14", by Chris Wayan
I like bad taste. Taste always tasted like another Anglo conspiracy to keep me from having fun. Comic books, bright colors, science fiction, short skirts... whatever I liked was always wrong.
The graffiti-poem on the steps,
Que tackyrefers to something common in mid-20th century America but now largely lost: the Burma Shave company erected sets of five small signs, spaced about a quarter mile apart, on a lonely stretch of highway. The first four would each have one line of a comic poem (rarely linked at all to aftershave); the last would simply be signed Burma Shave as if the can of goo itself was some graffiti-poet. A few of these poems still survived on desert roads when I was a kid. I liked the wait between signs. Like in a comic strip (or haiku), the real action was in the gaps!
is fea
es el Anglo's
idea...
--Burma Chavez
Good old schizoid Mission!
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