We began by the fruits. I unfortunately don’t get very much out of this tour initially because I already had an idea of what it was going to be like and had created a kind of front of shield in my head that disallowed me from taking any kind of critical or interesting lens in those moments. I became aware of this cool front, which on the real is never really cool at all it just makes one miss out on things, and starting talking to Katy Wert about it as she seemed a couple steps ahead of this mental state. We realzied it is much like when a teen i in public with there parents and their fear of being associated with their family is so great that they have to somewhat subtly announce to the public sphere that, ‘No’ they are not hanging out by choice and thereby actualizes their own embarrassment by acting out in an embarrassing way.

After somewhat getting over this hang up I started beginning to feel more engaged with the tour. Usually I prefer more straight-up tagging style or at least character/symbol based scribbles to what we would label as ‘street art.’ I love and hate the cockiness pervading street art and tagging so much so that it keeps me locked into a dialectical stutter with my thoughts whenever I try to assess it. I did really like the last mural we saw on the tour of  A human made up of and eating itself by an artist named Blue. The moment I looked up at it reminded me of Marx’s congealed labor, or the worker abstracted into labor power. I did wonder what the reason was that all of the people making up the figure were peach and pinkish colored and if it was perhaps because whiteness is a assumed neutral and universal color of skin. It was a question that snuck up on me after the tour was over and I wished that we could have had some kind of dialogue on it in that moment.