Over the past few months I’ve been looking at casual graffiti and listening to children and learning a lot of life truths and lessons. Here they are, in no particular order. Make of them what you will.
“.F. is for fun!” — Megs (written on a signpost in the Mount Victoria Park, Wellington… and everywhere around Wellington)
“I’m four-and-a-half and I’ll never be five!” — kid, four-and-a-half (Botanical Gardens, Wellington)
“cat plus fish equals love” — Sidewalk Chalk (written in a childish hand on the Oriental Parade, Wellington)
“You’re beautiful and I love you.” — kid hugging a giant penguin sculpture (Auckland Museum)
“keep goin” — Anonymous (written on a path marker along the Tongariro Alpine Crossing)
“He’s like chocolate!” — kid referring to a Rodin bust (Te Papa, Wellington)
They all feel so stupidly poignant to me, though they’re nothing. I was going to give a bit of commentary or something, but I think they stand on their own. Or maybe they don’t, but I just don’t care what you think. I’m four-and-a-half, after all, and I’ll never be five.