Tuesday, June 20, 2006

You Got Me So I Don't Know What I'm Doin'.

SWOON, Smith Street, Brooklyn.

I'm pretty helpless when it comes to SWOON. It was love at first sight when I first saw her work in Coney Island last summer.

I was thrilled when I found a SWOON in my neighborhood last summer. A couple months ago I realized that it had deteriorated into nothing, so I was thrilled all over again when this appeared a couple blocks up the street from that one. One side effect to swooning is this: Everytime I walk by the wall that held last summer's SWOON I notice it. That surface was invisible to me before, and now it holds some phantom pleasure. Hell, I can't wait for the new one to fall apart. Delicious.

And a note to the taggers in Carroll Gardens . . . if you're going to tag something as good as Swoon, you really should try not to SUCK. Too late for that here. 'S okay. SWOON overcomes.


James Wolanin said...

A few years ago I discovered the art of Swoon. The gal is awesome!

fisher6000 said...

Amen! Swoon rules!

JustChrista said...

Loving the Swoon!!!

John Morris said...

Swoon was in Pittsburgh! Pictures on the way.